TĂșrin and his Band are Led to Amon RĂ»dh by Ted Nasmith

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TĂșrin and his Band are Led to Amon RĂ»dh by Ted Nasmith

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đ Flora of Middle-Earth đ by rosecatillustration
Seregon was a plant that grew in rocky soil and produced blood-red flowers, which gave it its name. Seregon was noted as the one plant that mantled the otherwise barren head of Amon Rûdh.
Aeglos was a tall, thorny plant, similar to a gorse, but somewhat larger than that. Its sweet-smelling flowers were white, and from them it took its name: aeglos is Sindarin for "snow-thorn". It was found on the lower slopes of Amon Rûdh, upon the surrounding moors, in West Beleriand and perhaps elsewhere.
Brambles of Mordor were ugly with foot-long thorns, which were sharp as the knives of the orcs that came from Mordor. Some of the thorns were long and sharp, meaning that they could puncture very deeply, while others were barbed, making them suited for rending the flesh if one tried to walk through them. They sprawled over the land like coils of steel wire. As Samwise Gamgee remarked, he hadn't thought that any plants actually grew in Mordor, though had he been told that some do, the brambles were exactly what he would have expected of Mordor.
Lissuin was a fragrant flower of Tol EressĂ«a, and was said to bring the heart ease. It was one of the types of flowers brought by a ship of the Eldar to NĂșmenor to grace the wedding of Aldarion and Erendis.
Elanor was a golden, star-shaped flower that grew in abundance in the forest of LĂłrien. Samwise Gamgee thought highly of the flower and, at Frodo's suggestion, named his eldest daughter, Elanor Gardner, from it.
It was like "a pimpernel (perhaps a little enlarged) growing sun-golden flowers and star-silver ones on the same plant, and sometimes the two combined".
They grew in sheltered places twisted tree-forms and stunted grey grasses grew. The leaves were shrivelled with Sulphur vapour and maggot hatchlings. They were the only plantlife that seemed to maintain more than a tenuous foothold.
Athelas, also known as Kingsfoil or asëa aranion, was a sweet-smelling herb with healing powers, such as curing wounds, poison and counteracting evil influence such as the Black Breath.
Niphredil was a small white flower that grew first at the moment of LĂșthien's birth in Doriath. It was also found among the golden trees of LothlĂłrien, thickest on Cerin Amroth, where some pale green varieties could be seen.
It was like "a delicate kin of a snowdrop."
Simbelmynë was a small white flower that grew in particular abundance on graves and tombs, like the Barrowfield of the Kings of Rohan beneath the walls of Edoras; and most thickly on the grave of Helm Hammerhand. It was referred to as uilos when Tuor saw these flowers in the great ravine between the Fourth Gate, the Gate of Writhen Iron, and the Fifth Gate that was made of white marble, when he was making his way to Gondolin. Another Elven name for this flower was alfirin, which grew on the low mound that was the tomb of Elendil upon the summit of Amon Anwar.
It grew in turf but small and white like the wood anemone. Though the plant bloomed at all seasons, its flowers were not 'immortelles'.
Mallos was a flower that grew in the vales of Lebennin in Gondor, described as having the shape and colour of a golden bell.
TĂșrin is canonically hot af. Itâs no wonder everyone wants to fuck him
MĂźm mumbled to himself as he picked seregon on the hilltop. The red flowers had grown here for so many years now, all the years of all the generations of his people, but heâd never spent very much time actually stooping down to look at them. The flowers were small and very delicate- not very nice for bouquets, to be honest- with small triangular petals shooting thinly off the blood orange centers. Heâd have to get quite the handful to have a decent-looking arrangement. That was going to take time, too, because he was /only/ picking the good flowers, the ones that werenât missing any petals, the ones that shone the most brilliantly scarlet. The nicest ones that TĂșrin could spend the most time looking at.
âNice flowers,â MĂźm grumbled, tossing a few imperfect blooms away. âGood flowers for TĂșrin. MĂźm always finds the best flowers.â
Heâd gotten in the habit of speaking to himself sometimes, since KhĂźm went away. Ibun had never been one for complex conversation, and TĂșrinâs foul friends certainly werenât worth talking to. So when TĂșrin himself wasnât around, sometimes MĂźm just talked as if there was someone out there who cared for the musings of an old Dwarf.
TĂșrin cared, though. TĂșrin always listened.
MĂźm arranged the flowers in his hand until he had a nice and fluffy bundle he could tie off with a length of golden thread.
When he clambered back down into his halls, it took him some time to find TĂșrin, partially because he had to put so much effort into avoiding the gang of cutthroats and thieves living in his home, but also because TĂșrin wasnât among them. When he finally did find the Man, it was just outside the secret doors, where TĂșrin sat alone, looking to the northeast.
MĂźm cleared his throat.
âLord?â
When TĂșrin turned there was a heavy sadness on his face, but he put on a faltering smile for MĂźmâs sake. He spoke no words, but patted the ground next to him, and returned his gaze to the distant mountains.
MĂźm felt a nervous squirming in his belly when he sat heavily by TĂșrinâs side, flowers clenched in his sweaty hand. Before he had the chance to give them over, TĂșrin finally spoke. His voice had all the strength and conviction MĂźm would expect from someone of his bearing. It was a good voice.
âDo you get ever get lonely, MĂźm?â
The Dwarf shifted eagerly.
âNot so much anymore, Lord.â
âYou donât miss the ones that have left you?â TĂșrin asked, without turning his head. âDo you miss your son?â
âI miss KhĂźm,â MĂźm replied shortly. âAnd all the rest of my kin. But Iâm-â
âI wonder if he even thinks of me...â TĂșrin said with such raw pain in his voice that it gave MĂźm pause. His fingers curled tight around the seregon, put on edge.
âWho?â
Instead of answering, TĂșrin sighed and finally honored MĂźm with a glance.
âYour home is beautiful, MĂźm. Thank you.â
MĂźm shifted again, sensing another chance.
âAny friend of TĂșrinâs has my welcome,â he said with a practiced confidence he did not truly feel. âSo long as he brightens my halls with his face.â
He bowed his head and held out the seregon with a flourish, trying to ignore how his old heart was hopping as if were some shy colt meeting a lassâs eye for the first time.
TĂșrin didnât take the bouquet. And when MĂźm opened his eyes, he realized that the son of HĂșrin had stood and passed inside, as if he had never been there at all.
TĂșrin with a crown of Seregon flowers
Part 2 of Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2019
Amon Rûdh by Ted Nasmith

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Amon Rûdh by Alan Lee
WIP Character: Seregon
Name: Seregon
Age: 22ish?
Race: Qunari-elf mix.
Weaponstyle/Fightstyle: Two-handed, Some sword and shield, brawling / hand to hand and magic
Features: About the height of a human man, a bit on the tall side of human height. He has long pointed ears rather than the stunted pointed ears common of the Qunari. Seregon also has horns. Otherwise he is by appearance a well-trained young man, with a lot of cheek. Broad shoulders, muscled, and enjoys the fun things in life. He is morally flexible, and a little chaotic, but overall a ok guy.