Once upon a time, in Eregion…
“Smithing like an elvensmith, shoop-dee-doo-dee-da…”
“Idk what’s hotter, my work or myself.”
“Yeah, it’s definitely myself.”
Yeah things were pretty good for him. He had a forge, he had a throne…
… he had these two. Pretty good life for an elf lord.
“Wait. Who is…”
“… that 100% not ominous person in the hall?”
Glowing eyes! How exotic! (I swear, I wasn’t even trying by this point)
Wait till you find what I’ll use it for, Tyelpe!