Little Elenya finally finished her chores and hurried from the kitchen before her Nana could argue. She raced for the garden where she knew her best friend would be waiting for her. “Tauriel!’ she yelled the moment she saw the mop of red hair amoung the flowers.

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It was a bit odd for someone like him to request to speak to someone like her, since their professions usually didn’t collide. Her job didn’t involve the economical sides of smithing, and his job didn’t have anything to do with the actual leadership involved in running a guard, but he still wanted to speak to her.

He greeted her with the traditional hand over heart gesture their kin always used, his movements slow and graceful. The brunet elf looked at her, his lips curled slightly in a mysterious smile, while his aqua hued eyes shimmered with a strangely familiar sense of mischief.

"Ah, lady Tauriel, I am glad you have come to see me so soon. Allow me to introduce myself; I am Methenor Felagund."


{ Hey guys! I am sorry for the very long absence, but life got me swamped. Between assignments, exams and a total lack of inspiration, I was kind of forced to neglect tumblr lately. I am going to say a huge SORRY to everyone I am going to post below, but I find myself unable to answer to our threads. Naeriel is barely cooperating with me anymore and this is forcing me to drop many threads and try my hand at a fresh start in an attempt to coax her back to my side. I am SORRY again and know that I would LOVE to write with you something else in the future. I am being such a lousy RP partner right now and I apologize again. 

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James stared down at the man’s hand. Well, at least this one wasn’t ridiculously drunk. Or funneling drugs to his daughter. He shook his hand. “Rinker. James Rinker,” he replied, a small smile on his face.

A man with a firm handshake. That was good, or so Galen had been told. 

"Rinker? Why, you wouldn’t happen to be related to Raleign, would you?"

Knowing that this guy was a ghost and looked about old enough, he was probably Rai’s father. Or the creepy uncle. If he was the creepy uncle, then Galen was running.


The Hobbit: AUJ filmmakers’ commentary:

Peter Jackson and Philippa Boyens share some interesting facts about the movie

  • In case some didn’t know, the dwarf next to Thorin is Peter Jackson
  • The claw in Frodo’s hands ended up being too small to be Smaug’s (but we can still pretend it is)
  • The part about Glamdring not glowing was also because it didn’t glow in LOTR

I wanted to draw some elves and vomit some colors. Thank goodness this one is finally done. Now I can start drawing me some dwarves!

P.S. I’ve just realized that Legolas is drinking on the job. I don’t know what the alcohol policy is in Mirkwood but knowing Thranduil, I don’t think it’s even an issue.

The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien
The Hobbit (2012, 2013 Movie) © Warner Brothers/New Line Cinema/MGM
Art © ramida-r