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ataraxionlogs2014-04-09 06:49 pm
elvenking) wrote in ataraxionlogs2014-04-09 06:49 pm
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Up the heavens cold and steep
CHARACTERS: Thranduil and you.
LOCATION: A kitchen (level left ambiguous for the sake of convenience) and the gardens.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Thranduil is on vacation. This means lots of free time. Therefore, he has a project going: make armor for all three of his liegesworn. Come interrupt him while he's being all relaxed and domestic.
NOTES: Takes place over the course of about three weeks, from the beginning of April till the 22nd. Specify location where your character is meeting Thranduil in the subject line.
Kitchen
Thranduil has dragged out the largest pots in the kitchen and is boiling sheets in them. Said sheets were scavenged from the empty rooms but may not be immediately recognizable, as they are now a warm green in color and becoming greener. He stirs them into the bubbling dye with a large cooking spoon occasionally and otherwise perches crosslegged on the counter, waiting.
Gardens
Later on in the process, Thranduil has managed to cut pattern pieces from the freshly dyed sheets and at least one large, thick blanket. Sitting with his back to a tree, he has a blanket piece sandwiched between two sheet pieces and is sewing straight lines from bottom to top every inch and a half or so. This is a pretty tedious process, but he doesn't seem to mind. Every so often he unravels a new thread from a scrap piece of sheet and threads it into the needle before continuing.
Latest in the process, he has sewn the pieces together to make what appear to be long sleeveless quilted vests. Binding the edges doesn't take much time; sewing eyelets down both sides of the open front does. But when that's done, he laces each with a handmade flax string. Lastly, he stitches a tiny spark of gold to the lining of each. The gold is from his own head--shed, not cut, but still absolutely his. Only when he is finished with all three gambesons will he allow his vassals to see them, although doubtless Legolas has found some way to spy on him, the little sneak.
LOCATION: A kitchen (level left ambiguous for the sake of convenience) and the gardens.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Thranduil is on vacation. This means lots of free time. Therefore, he has a project going: make armor for all three of his liegesworn. Come interrupt him while he's being all relaxed and domestic.
NOTES: Takes place over the course of about three weeks, from the beginning of April till the 22nd. Specify location where your character is meeting Thranduil in the subject line.
Kitchen
Thranduil has dragged out the largest pots in the kitchen and is boiling sheets in them. Said sheets were scavenged from the empty rooms but may not be immediately recognizable, as they are now a warm green in color and becoming greener. He stirs them into the bubbling dye with a large cooking spoon occasionally and otherwise perches crosslegged on the counter, waiting.
Gardens
Later on in the process, Thranduil has managed to cut pattern pieces from the freshly dyed sheets and at least one large, thick blanket. Sitting with his back to a tree, he has a blanket piece sandwiched between two sheet pieces and is sewing straight lines from bottom to top every inch and a half or so. This is a pretty tedious process, but he doesn't seem to mind. Every so often he unravels a new thread from a scrap piece of sheet and threads it into the needle before continuing.
Latest in the process, he has sewn the pieces together to make what appear to be long sleeveless quilted vests. Binding the edges doesn't take much time; sewing eyelets down both sides of the open front does. But when that's done, he laces each with a handmade flax string. Lastly, he stitches a tiny spark of gold to the lining of each. The gold is from his own head--shed, not cut, but still absolutely his. Only when he is finished with all three gambesons will he allow his vassals to see them, although doubtless Legolas has found some way to spy on him, the little sneak.