[The words come softly, well aware that he was disturbing someone's revere. The man was an elf, that much was clear--but what sort, he could not say. He looked nothing like the elves of Middle Earth; but Fili did not know many of them.
Fili, for his part, is dressed in a simple tunic, golden hair done in braids, metal clasps keeping them back off his face. There is faint concern there, as might be there for any creature within the gardens.
He had been off to see Thranduil, but a short stop along the way couldn't harm.]
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[The words come softly, well aware that he was disturbing someone's revere. The man was an elf, that much was clear--but what sort, he could not say. He looked nothing like the elves of Middle Earth; but Fili did not know many of them.
Fili, for his part, is dressed in a simple tunic, golden hair done in braids, metal clasps keeping them back off his face. There is faint concern there, as might be there for any creature within the gardens.
He had been off to see Thranduil, but a short stop along the way couldn't harm.]