#taminnmacar

Scurrying through the dungeons, Tobi had taken the form of a mouse and sought to find another way out of this place. An escape route, if his original plan failed. A plan that was immediately thrown out the window as he saw that one cell wasn't empty.

The only occupied cell in the dungeon, and it housed an Elf. Entering the cell Tobi was careful while casting a spell, he wasn't sure how magically adept the other orcs here were "Hello, hello?" He spoke into the Elfs head "Please, are you conscious? Are you- don't worry, I'll heal you!"

Release from Mandos' halls was not something Mairon had ever expected to achieve. He had contented himself with his existence there, quiet and incorporeal, save for when Aulë visited with projects for him.

But now Námo had a task for him: if he could face Celebrimbor and apologise, then perhaps he might be allowed to leave.

...arranged marriage starter for @taminnmacar

"My lady?" a deep rumbling voice of her best friend and commander of the guard pulled her back to present. She was reminiscing long gone days of Mereth Aderthad, where she met leaders of hosts of elves from Aman. This day, she is marrying the last remaining member of the eldest house of Finwë, her friend from the days of Great Journey to the west. Not a marriage of love, but of convenience, to unite remnants of both their peoples. She was determined to make it work. Her people needed a king, even if she managed to be a strong queen for them for centuries.

"I'm ready, Morco," she turned and smiled softly at one of her most loayal supporter. "The time has come already, yes?" "Indeed, my queen. If I may..." he paused and Oronís nodded to him, tilting her head with mild curiosiuty. "Are..are you sure?" "Sure of what?" "Is this the best way?" "Maybe it isn't, since we will be forcing our bond," Oronís mused. "And yet...I do have hopes it can turn out well, if we work hard enough. I know I will. Let's go. We shouldn't let anyone wait."

“No?” Celebrían asked, head tilted. “Why do you say that?”

Tyelpe groaned, taking a deep breath. His head hurt, as did the rest of his body. The last thing he remembered was standing outside his forges, surrounded by orcs, and then- nothing. Had a building fallen on him? He shuffled slightly, and then heard the clank of chains. His sword? Where was his sword, his armour?

Mairon’s instructions to the orcs had been clear. Lord Celebrimbor was not to be harmed and brought to him in one piece. If any of them dared to even touch a hair on his head they would have paid for it dearly.

Of course, he also understood that Tyelpë would not have come to him willingly and so he was not angry that they had to incapacitate him. He sat in a corner of the cell where they had brought him and immediately walked up to him when he saw the elf finally regained consciousness.

Do this, do that, bring this here, deliver this message, clean that, cook this. An endless list of mundane tasks that every selfish bastard lumped her with simply for the reason of ‘You’re small’ which was true. For an orcling Viola was indeed small, when you’re small no one cares what you say or think. Shut up, put up and don’t piss off the higher ranks. 

Thus, Viola had found herself outside a cell, much like every other cell in the dungeon, it was cold, had bars, a door chains. She wasn’t much good at guarding cells, always feeling bad for whatever sorry bastard had pissed off the Higher Ups.

“Another lousy job which I ain’t gunna get credit for.” She grumbled leaning against the bars “Same bullshit, different day.. Should just stab the fucker in his sleep, show him being small don’t make me a weak brat!”

Tyelpe followed his finger for a moment before looking up at the blond.

“No,” He shook his head and pointed to his own family, standing not far away, “Atya came to visit Lord Aule. What’s your name?”

Vaino definitely felt relieved once he saw that the kid’s parents weren’t far.

"I do not." Fëanáro couldn't hold the tears from his eyes, finding it difficult to reconcile the elf before him with the one he remembered.

"You have changed beyond recognition. I shouldn't be surprised, but it's...oh Eru, you are so much older. In every way."