Give me your most unprovable theory about Arwen. I won’t judge. She might, though
Certainly. Ahem.
*Lindir clears his throat, glances side to side, and leans in conspiratorially...*
Very well. But you must promise not to tell her I said this, for I do value my life, my dignity, and the structural integrity of my kneecaps.
Here it is:
I am utterly convinced that Arwen Undómiel once, during a particularly quiet century, trained under an ancient and elusive order of forest cryptid-illusionists and is, in fact, capable of turning into a white stag at will. Not only that, but I believe she regularly does this to terrorize hunters who trespass too deeply into the woods with poor manners and worse aim.
She leaves behind only faint hoofprints and the haunting sound of delicate laughter carried on the wind. No one believes it. But I do. I have seen the glint in her eye when she hears the word "venison." She knows. She remembers.
Additionally, I think she once won a knife-throwing competition under an alias and then vanished before anyone could question it. She absolutely keeps the golden dagger trophy in a chest labeled "sentimental items" next to old love letters and dried lavender.
Also. And this is important. I am 98% sure she is the anonymous author of a wildly popular smutty romance saga circulating among the maidens of Gondor, written under the pseudonym "Moonlace." I refuse to elaborate further.
