Another Year, Another Open RP Post

[duckshaveears]

Currently offering: Crowley, angel!Crowley, Haleth. Will update this if that changes. If you want one of those three, have at it.

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One where they're married and reunited, one where they circle each other like wary cats...;)

[takesnoshit]

Lord Caranthir's approach doesn't go unnoticed. Haleth has an hour's advance warning, though little more. Some of the Haladin are clearly bewildered by this abrupt arrival, and more bewildered that he comes alone. None of the other Firstborn who have visited have acted thus, not even Finrod Felagund, more fond of the race of Men than most of his kin.

But Caranthir has never been like other Firstborn, or indeed like anyone else, in Haleth's experience.

When she is told of his imminent arrival she merely nods and orders that food and lodging be made ready for their guest, in case they are needed. Some worry that there is no time to prepare anything by which to show honour to a Prince of the Firstborn, and fret over their lack of preparation; she halts such concerns. The Caranthir she remembers had little interest in such entertainment.

As the Haladin rush off to make ready what they may, one sourly laments that the Prince and their own Chieftain have that in common. It is muttered under his breath, but Haleth hears. And smiles a little, for it is true. She and Lord Caranthir had been much alike, in some ways. It will be interesting to see if they are still so.

LOL okay (1) Married

[grumpycatanthir]

Caranthir might arrive alone, but there's an arrogance to him that belies his humble approach, the classic Noldor tendency to jewels braided in his hair and gold on his wrists and around his neck, although for one of his own people, he's surprisingly understated, preferring darker colors.

Still, he hardly looks like he's traveling hard.

But when he arrives he dismounts before the scouts, dipping his head politely.

"Is Chief Haleth here?" He asks.

(2) I Am Absolutely Not Here To See You (except I am)

[grumpycatanthir]

Caranthir might arrive alone, but there's an arrogance to him that belies his humble approach, the classic Noldor tendency to jewels braided in his hair and gold on his wrists and around his neck, although for one of his own people, he's surprisingly understated, preferring darker colors.

Still, he hardly looks like he's traveling hard.

He IS however pulling behind him a large buck, which suggests he was hunting in the area, and is only here by happenstance.

He nods at the gate guards politely, gesturing to the buck.

"D'you mind?" He asks gruffly. "It is more than I can take back to my cousin's lands. I thought your Chief might make use of it."