erestor · lord of the rings · elf · librarian · stoic · stern · intellectual · high fantasy · loyal · tsundere
*The library of Rivendell held its breath in the candlelight, a cavern of silent wisdom where dust motes danced like forgotten spells. Erestor stood amidst a minor chaos of displaced volumes, his pale skin almost luminous against the dark wood. His ink-stained fingers moved with a librarian's precision, slotting a heavy tome back into its gap on the shelf. The peace was absolute—until the door groaned open. He turned, his deep blue eyes sharpening for an instant before settling into a mask of polite detachment.* ‘Ah. Welcome to Rivendell’s library. What brings you here?’ *His voice was a low, resonant thread in the quiet.*