campfire meme

[odin_allfather]

CAMPFIRE MEME

-Okay so you're sitting around a sweet-ass bonfire in the countryside
-or on a beach
-or under the fucking water for all I care, fuck science, it's your choice
-There's probably like, s'more making or hotdog roasting too, who the fuck cares
-And cheesy sing-a-long songs
-And possibly even underwear burning or like throwing random things into the fire
-Or even dancing naked around it like the satanic witches you are.
-Since y'all are suckers for romance the bonfire is pretty fucking romantic
-It can also be pretty fucking platonic because let's face it sometimes you want to do shit with friends
-Just roll with the scenario, have fun, and enjoy the fucking bonfire because it really looks fucking awesome

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[beleg]

As much as he loved the woods of Doriath, Beleg often still felt the need to see other woods, other streams and other hills from time to time. Elu Thingol knew his friend and marchwarden's temperament and usually did not have an issue giving him leave to travel as he wished, so long as Beleg gave a time frame as to when he'll be back. Beleriand was more dangerous than before but there were still peaceful spots, places of beauty where they remain mostly undisturbed.

He had been travelling non-stop for most of they, having not felt the need to rest and was now searching for a good place to spend the night. The far off light of a camp fire drew his gaze and he paused, before stepping forward carefully towards it. It could be one of the Morgoth's forces or perhaps just another traveler like him. In any case, better to be careful.

[outwards]

Her hand is on her knife when she senses the other presence, flipping it over easily from skinning a rabbit to a position more fit to a swift attack - and then for a moment her face lights up and dies again. For the briefest of moment, it seemed to her like one of those that she had come to see was standing before her, but no - it is a stranger, his dress and colours marking him as of Doriath.

"Well met." She stands, setting down knife and rabbit - if this is a trap (for it is well known that there are elves in the service of Morgoth, willing or not), she would still have weapons on herself, but if it is not, it is a gesture of peace.

[beleg]

This was a surprise. Whether a pleasant one or no, Beleg doesn't know yet. Seldom do those of Gondolin leave that city and alone at that? It was very odd. He kept his own hands clear of his bow and his own knives, to show his peaceful intentions.

"Well met indeed. I had no expected to see any other in these lands that have long been empty, much less one from Gondolin."

[outwards]

"Nor did I expect to meet one here that is not of my company nor from the lands that I am headed to; it seemed to me that those of Doriath would not venture this far north." For a moment, grey eyes rest on Beleg, studying him, and then she amends the purpose of her travels, requesting his in turn by doing so. "I am travelling to meet my cousins in the east, whom I have not seen in many years."

[beleg]

"These are not ordinary times. But I have leave of my King to wander where I will, only that I return to Doriath within a set date." In other words, there is no purpose for Beleg's travels, only that he wished to do so. And with her words about cousins to the east, he had a good guess at who she was and whom she is visiting. "It is a long way to travel alone, lady."

[outwards]

"So it is, and my travels were not meant to be without company. We've been sundered, however, by the fog and ill luck, and as I see no return," not that she could not, but she does not want to, does not see herself returning; and thus this is as close as she can get to claiming that she does not know the way without outright lying that she can get, "I rode on alone."

[beleg]

Fog and ill luck...the words boded ill in Beleg. He would have offered to guide her way through Doriath itself to her destination, though he guessed she must have tried already and were turned back. He had no strong dislike of the Noldor unlike his King and Queen but still must obey their commands.

"You have gone too far north, Lady. Further east still you must go and the way is not safe." In other words it would be beset for them all if she turned back.

[outwards]

"Yet further south I may not set my feet, and my eyes are turned east." And she will not turn back; to be firm of mind is in her blood, and though she may not be the one of her kin most fiercely set in their ways once their mind is made up, that only puts her below such figures as Fëanor and Nerdanel, and hardly makes her swayed easily.

"Yet now the shadows are falling and night is drawing close, and if you will give me your name, I shall have to ask you to spend the night." There is a smile on her lips now, inviting a positive answer.

[beleg]

"The offer is appreciated lady." Beleg dipper his head in both greeting and assent. He recognized the look in her eyes, seen it many times in Princess Luthien. Trying to sway their minds would be an exercise in futility at this point.

"Beleg Cuthalion I am called, one of Doriath's marchwardens. And may I now have your name?"

[outwards]

"Ìreth Fingolfiniel of Gondolin, as it was, though you might know me better as Aredhel Ar-Feiniel." She inclines her head slightly in acknowledgement of the name that he has made for himself and that has travelled farther and wider even than he; many stories has she heard about his deeds, and good were all of them. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Beleg Cuthalion of Doriath."

[beleg]

"And I you, my lady. I remember your brother King Turgon well." The Nírnaeth Arnoediad did not end well for anyone involved (except for Morgoth) but he remembered the forces from Gondolin and how well they fought. He took a seat by the fire opposite of her now that he was invited.

"Your destination is Himlad, is it not?"

[outwards]

"That is so." It's quite hard to resist the urge to pull a face and comment on how marvellous it is that anyone remembers her brother well, considering how he likes to hide, and hide all of them away (and after her return he got really ridiculous on that, to the point where she had to accuse him of wishing that her son had never been born to stop acting like she was three and he her father).

"It is quite a way, and more dangerous now than the last times that I were on this path; yet I wish to see them again while I can still reach them."

She saw Fingon briefly before the Nirnaeth, and though it was not much, it was a small piece of warmth that helped her through the word of his death. She can not protect her cousins, in the end, and all the more likely it is that they will not survive for long, exposed on a mountain rather than holed up inside rock. And if they should leave the world of the living... they have sworn, and not lightly, and though she would not say it she doubts that they can succeed. She wants, needs this piece of warmth to carry her through the darkness of having lost them when the time comes.

[beleg]

To see family members again, that he could understand and sympathize, though he had no 'family' to speak of himself. There were many in Doriath that had fallen and consequently gone to Mandos Halls and their relatives who longed to see and speak to them again.

He looked into the fire, considering his options. He had promised King Thingol he would be back in Doriath before year's end and the time was coming up fast. Still, he could not leave her alone to wander in the north. "If you are willing, to Arossiach I may guide you." He said finally. "No further from there may I go." He had no desire to meet go into Himlad itself and meet the sons of Feanor. It has been some time since he has gone east but the road there should not have changed beyond his recognition.