Lhasbelin O Uir
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Adult +
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Fornost Inn
Okay, this is a year later.
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PART TWO
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Fornost was a quickly diminishing city, many of the Men already going south to Gondor. Little more than an echo of what it once was, the city still stood and was lived in by those that wished to maintain some outpost in the north. While many of the houses had been torn down or rebuilt to create larger homes for the dwindling number of inhabitants.
The inn was a main stop, the tavern on it's ground level was a place to find news or work. The news circulating around the town this time was that the twin sons of Lord Elrond had returned, with another in their company. Though the names of Elladan and Elrohir were well known in the cities and encampments of the Dunedain, the Elf Elf had the name Taurmil as far as most had hear, though yet others heard the name Mallsil. In any case, all had seen the familiar twins keep their companion protectively and possessively close.
Since an unwelcomed incident a few days after their arrival, the three had taken to having their meals in their room. The barkeep had little time to muse as a new customer entered, obviously a Dwarf.
"An ale," was the gruff order. "And a room for the night."
The keeper nodded and fetched the ale, laying a key alonside the mug. He pulled out a thik registry and asked the Dwarf's name.
"Gimli."
The Dwarf caught the Man's sleeve before the keeper could replace the book under the counter. "I'm looking for an Elf. Goes by the name Legolas. He d mod most likely be with the twin sons of Elrond."
"The twin Lords are here, but not with one called 'Legolas'. But it may be who you're looking for, they should be down in the morning."
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Elladan watched the two on the bed from the chair by the small table. The lamp that was burning only created enouf anf an orange glow to create strange dancing shadows against the walls. Elrohir had their blonde lover with him, resting against him as he held out pieces of fruit to be eaten by the younger blonde.
The tray used to bring their evening meal rested on the table, still mostly covered with the light meat and bread they had asked for. A flask of honey for the bread was yet unopened, as was the small bottle of wine. There was a light giggle and a mischevious smile directed at Elladan as a piece of strawberry disappeared between the blonde's lips.
The elder twin stood and advanced on the two, leaning over his brother to draw the blonde into a deep kiss, taking the fruit as he pulled away. "You two are hopeless," he muttered.
"Will you not join us tonight, dear brother?" Elrohir asked, moving the plate of fruit over to the nightstand.
Elladan grinned, "Not quite yet."
When Elladan returned to his place at the table and poured some wine for himself, Elrohir grinned. "Should we give him something to watch, Legolas?"
Legolas grinned and winked at Elladan before drawing Elrohir into a deep kiss. Elladan just shook his head and watched the two while sipping his wine.
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Now it's starting to get somewhere.
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PART TWO
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Fornost was a quickly diminishing city, many of the Men already going south to Gondor. Little more than an echo of what it once was, the city still stood and was lived in by those that wished to maintain some outpost in the north. While many of the houses had been torn down or rebuilt to create larger homes for the dwindling number of inhabitants.
The inn was a main stop, the tavern on it's ground level was a place to find news or work. The news circulating around the town this time was that the twin sons of Lord Elrond had returned, with another in their company. Though the names of Elladan and Elrohir were well known in the cities and encampments of the Dunedain, the Elf Elf had the name Taurmil as far as most had hear, though yet others heard the name Mallsil. In any case, all had seen the familiar twins keep their companion protectively and possessively close.
Since an unwelcomed incident a few days after their arrival, the three had taken to having their meals in their room. The barkeep had little time to muse as a new customer entered, obviously a Dwarf.
"An ale," was the gruff order. "And a room for the night."
The keeper nodded and fetched the ale, laying a key alonside the mug. He pulled out a thik registry and asked the Dwarf's name.
"Gimli."
The Dwarf caught the Man's sleeve before the keeper could replace the book under the counter. "I'm looking for an Elf. Goes by the name Legolas. He d mod most likely be with the twin sons of Elrond."
"The twin Lords are here, but not with one called 'Legolas'. But it may be who you're looking for, they should be down in the morning."
*****************
Elladan watched the two on the bed from the chair by the small table. The lamp that was burning only created enouf anf an orange glow to create strange dancing shadows against the walls. Elrohir had their blonde lover with him, resting against him as he held out pieces of fruit to be eaten by the younger blonde.
The tray used to bring their evening meal rested on the table, still mostly covered with the light meat and bread they had asked for. A flask of honey for the bread was yet unopened, as was the small bottle of wine. There was a light giggle and a mischevious smile directed at Elladan as a piece of strawberry disappeared between the blonde's lips.
The elder twin stood and advanced on the two, leaning over his brother to draw the blonde into a deep kiss, taking the fruit as he pulled away. "You two are hopeless," he muttered.
"Will you not join us tonight, dear brother?" Elrohir asked, moving the plate of fruit over to the nightstand.
Elladan grinned, "Not quite yet."
When Elladan returned to his place at the table and poured some wine for himself, Elrohir grinned. "Should we give him something to watch, Legolas?"
Legolas grinned and winked at Elladan before drawing Elrohir into a deep kiss. Elladan just shook his head and watched the two while sipping his wine.
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Now it's starting to get somewhere.