I am Rumil, an elf and Marchwarden of Lothlorien. I am the youngest of three brothers, both of whom are also protectors of the Golden Wood. I speak little Common Tongue, but I am trying to learn more.

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Titta Lótë
Rúmil of Lothlórien

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rumiloflothlorien replied to your post: skin for 12 hours
Rumil made a face. “You should have some decency and cover yourself with…something.”

“I refuse. Now, keep your mouth shut or I will remain like this more than twelve hours.”

“Don’t speak to me so rudely and maybe I will be quite.” He huffed and crossed his arms.

“That is two more hours for the spell”, Gil-galad said delightedly, “I can see you enjoy this as well, as it seems that you are still here.”

Rumil’s eyebrow rose slightly. “If you haven’t noticed, I’m keeping my eyes on your face not on you… dangley bits."