It truly is a lovely tradition, he thinks, this 'Lightwalking' as they call it. Not just the lanterns, that are lovely all on their own, but the singing and the telling of tales as well. Maedhros feels as if he could spend hours walking down the lantern strewn streets while listening to the carroling. Something about it reminds him a bit of home.
"It's lovely, isn't it?" He asks when he comes across anyone else that's found themselves strolling down these streets.
He could not help but feel a bit out of place during this masquarede. It had been quite a while since he participated in such a celebration and doing so again felt a bit like donning a set of clothes that no longer fit as well as they used to.
Still... he thinks he managees to put up a good enough front that it shouldn't be too obvious he's feeling a bit out of place. He's even able to keep from flinching when the place changes his clothes for him. He supposes he should be grateful whatever force caused the change clothed him in an outfit he does not find all that objectionable. The mask is a bit gaudy for his taste, though.
Quests
Whatever he might personaly feel about the whole thing it is an easy enough job for what he considersto be rather decent pay. It's not that different from being on patrol, really. With a slight huff of amusement he turns to the one sharing guard duty with him tonight.
"It's likely going to be a boring few hours here," he says. "Standing guard always is."
Maedhros | the Silmarillion | Dryad
It truly is a lovely tradition, he thinks, this 'Lightwalking' as they call it. Not just the lanterns, that are lovely all on their own, but the singing and the telling of tales as well. Maedhros feels as if he could spend hours walking down the lantern strewn streets while listening to the carroling. Something about it reminds him a bit of home.
"It's lovely, isn't it?" He asks when he comes across anyone else that's found themselves strolling down these streets.
The Grande Masquerade
Outfit reference: Suit, Mask
He could not help but feel a bit out of place during this masquarede. It had been quite a while since he participated in such a celebration and doing so again felt a bit like donning a set of clothes that no longer fit as well as they used to.
Still... he thinks he managees to put up a good enough front that it shouldn't be too obvious he's feeling a bit out of place. He's even able to keep from flinching when the place changes his clothes for him. He supposes he should be grateful whatever force caused the change clothed him in an outfit he does not find all that objectionable. The mask is a bit gaudy for his taste, though.
Quests
Whatever he might personaly feel about the whole thing it is an easy enough job for what he considersto be rather decent pay. It's not that different from being on patrol, really. With a slight huff of amusement he turns to the one sharing guard duty with him tonight.
"It's likely going to be a boring few hours here," he says. "Standing guard always is."