#slumberingqueen

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[ There are many of Elvenqueen roleplayers inthe Tolkien fandom, and each of them has their own take on this barely fleshedout character. Calaerdis – and her fantastic writer – is no exception. I remembermeeting them a couple of months ago but daaaamn our muses hit it off. It waslike one of those instant connection things where your characters just click and you wonder where they’ve been,and it was just simply glorious. She’s coy and takes charge, and she isn’t just Thranduil’s wife. She’s a mother,a fighter, and basically what you would expect of a queen from a realm as toughas Mirkwood. And these are different aspects of her muse that I like and love.

Her backstory is also awesome; it explains herabsence in the book and the films well, which makes it easy for any transitionin terms of roleplaying. It’s also unique, which is a huge boost. And her faceclaim is A+; I didn’t think Jaime Murray ever played someone who could pass offas an Elven queen, but that character’s facial expressions and appearance justmatch Cala so well that I find it difficult to separate the two sometimes.

But it’s the way the two interact thatdefinitely gets me. They can go from being teasing bathmates to concernedparents in a flash, and it shows how Thranduil can be both a husband and a father if his wife had lived. It’s sad and touching at the same time, plus there are moments when I can’t help but laugh because oh lordy, he’s sometimes shocked by the things she says and does. 

NOPE! NOT ALLOWED TO DO THIS

With a growl, she hit the computer screen in front of her. Connection with most of the gyrospheres had been lost, leaving her unsure just where her children were. 

"Their gyrosphere was last active in the triceratops region."

Standing from the chair, she grabbed keys to a jeep. Anger was flowing through her - at the scientist who created the very thing that started this. The park would have been fine without it. People wouldn't have died and she wouldn't be on her way to find her children - alive, hopefully. Fear twiisted in her gut.

He hugs her the best he can from being slung over her shoulder. 

"We're going out."

           Normally he would hesitate when it came to asking            women her out on a date, but Valentine's Day was            tomorrow, damn it. He needed to grow some if he            wanted to spend the day with someone else her and            not listening to Julia Roberts slowly become a social            butterfly. 

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