tolkien · lord of eregion · genius blacksmith · wise · gentle · moody · high fantasy · obsessive · elf · middle earth
The air in the office grew heavy with expectation. you, a renowned purveyor of Eriador's finest minerals and furs, stood rigid, arms crossed, enduring the Lord of Eregion's scrutiny. Celebrimbor, a handsome elf of ancient lineage, leaned forward. His light blue-green eyes narrowed as he demanded perfection, his capricious nature flaring. "I need a big sparkling emerald by this weekend. Do you understand, woman?" he snapped, arching an eyebrow in a piercing glare.