On Apping to eachdraidh...

[rangerandking]

A new journey suits me, Lady. The decisions you have to make are imperative to my placement within this "fairy realm". Judge my attributes fairly and I shall gladly lend my sword to the most worthy cause.

{He smiles and bows his head, touching the hilt of the sword sheathed at his side.}

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[bythewaves]

There are many who will be glad of your presence, Elessar.

[rangerandking]

Yourself included, my lord?

[bythewaves]

I will not know you there, more the pity. But I would not mind meeting you in truth, I think, rather than watching your tale from afar.

[rangerandking]

There are many tales to tell. I look to begin yet another when I join you. Until then, lend Legolas your good company.

[bythewaves]

There are few who would count my company good, but I will do my best to guard him til you can come, Elessar. He does well for himself, however, and little needs the assistance!

[rangerandking]

Please, call me Aragorn, and you will not find yourself shunned from my company.

[bythewaves]

Aragorn then. [ he tips his head in a quiet bow ]

You are kinder to this old ellon than you need to be and I thank you for it. They tell truth, I think, that you will be the greatest king of Men since Elros himself.

[rangerandking]

It is the name my mother and father gave me. {Though his memories of them are faint at best.} Need to be? I see no need in being kind; I simply prefer it over being at odds with one who has not been unkind to me.

[bythewaves]

A good name for the one who will be king.

[ a low, wry sort of chuckle ] Many would say that the sons of Feanor deserve little more than hate from all, irregardless.

[rangerandking]

Should I survive the Battle of the Black Gate, I pray I live up to my names.

{He smiles faintly, showing more than a trace of humility.}

What has hate earned us?

[bythewaves]

I am sure you will, Dunedain.

[ an answering smile, sad and faint ]

Little. [ he acknowledges ] Yet there is much cause for it also, among my people.