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Title: Nayru, lampmaker


Nayru - September 19, 2003 01:59 AM (GMT)
Some may have been insulted to have such a simple title, but Nayru enjoyed her job, and was good at it. Besides, someone had to make all the beautifull lights to illuminate the shady paths of Rivendell at twilight.

She was inspecting her most recent creation, a torch that held a single candle. It had a long silver handle plaited with gold, attached to the wall right before the base of the actuall candle holder. This itself was made of glass in the shape of a narrow mouthed pot, surrounded by more gold plait in the shape of grass swaying in the wind.

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She looked from it to the three matching ones she had made. Some of the ones her mother had made several years ago had worn out, and since her mother had gone to the undying lands, it was up to Nayru to keep Rivendell full of the warm torchlight.


Celebloth - October 12, 2003 09:24 PM (GMT)
Celebloth was walking around Rivendell, again, looking for someone to talk to. She would eventually go back to Elindomiel's house, but not yet. Who knew how long she might be tending to her horse? In the meantime, she explored. She saw up ahead of her an Elf maiden bending over four objects that looked like lamps. "Hello!" called Celebloth, approaching the Elf. "Those are beautiful lamps."

Elindomiel - October 25, 2003 09:03 PM (GMT)
Elindomiel walked in to the light filled clearing and also stared with intrest at the lamps, although breifly. "Yes, they are very pretty..." she said. " I was wondering if I could ask you to make me a custom lamp? "
Suddenly she realised it was Celebloth who had spoken earlier. "Hello Celebloth!" She said. "I have something to give you." she fumbled in the fold of her dress for something, and emerged with a shining silver key. One end of it was highly decorated, with extensions every ninety degrees like an arrow with four fletchings, yes the other end was nothing more than a thin cilender. It was a spell key, ensuring that no conterfeit could be made.
"Ill be leaving tomorrow," she explained. "I do hope youll stay awhile... but when you do leave.... just put that in the hollow of the tree by my door..... Not that anyone would steal it, but so it will be there when I return... If I return."
She laughed suddenly. "Just dont stay too long.... Rivendell is addicting. If I was not Elven Kind, my life has been spent in this place thrice over. Indeed even now I do not wish to leave.... but leave I must If I am ever to reach my goal."
Elindomiel then blushed slightly and laughed again, realizing that she had been rambling and hoping that she had not kept Celebloth from anything important.

Celebloth - October 25, 2003 11:23 PM (GMT)
Celebloth took the silver key from Elindomiel. "Where are you going?" she asked her. She realized that the Elf who had been bending over the lamps might feel left out, though. She didn't know how to solve that problem, though. Not yet, anyway...

Celebloth - January 16, 2004 10:45 PM (GMT)
Celebloth stood awkwardly for a few moments, and then said to the other Elf, "I'll let you work now," and she walked away from that place. She slid the key into a pocket and walked along, humming happily to herself.




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