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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Legolas! :D Bro!

[rangerandking]

{As if you're going to get away with just that. Aragorn smiles slowly and pulls him into a tight embrace.}

Cormamin lindua ele lle. {"My heart sings to see thee."}

You would have a difficult time keeping me away, mellonamin. {"..., my friend."}

sobs on your shoulder

[orcsurfing]

[ It will never not come as a surprise, just a little, the readily given and most spontaneous embraces, but with all the time that has passed, with how much he had missed his friend, Legolas folds into it easily and readily himself. He returns it too, warm and with great affection, though his heart remains thorn between the two emotions. ]

I know that all too well, my friend, neither are you a dwarf or an elf, but stubborn you are all the same! And though it is laced with grief for Drabwurld a pleasant is not, my heart rejoices at the thought of travelling with you once more.

/holds!

[rangerandking]

{Aragorn gives embraces as easily as he breathes. His heart isn't something he schools into submission or hides; it's plain to see in his eyes, to hear in his words and to feel in his affectionate gestures. He is well-aware that such isn't common amongst the Elves, but he pointedly ignores that fact.

Legolas is more than a friend - he is family.}

I will take that as a compliment. {Chuckling, he pulls back just enough to look over the Elf.} Has it treated you poorly? I fear we are not accustomed to a peaceful, easy world. Is Drabworld better or worse than the world we know?