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.

((Independent LOTR RP blog for Rumil. I track the tag rumiloflothlorien. Artwork by Nyangsam))

Titta Lótë
Rúmil of Lothlórien

orophin-of-lothlorien:

rumiloflothlorien:

[Smiles at that, snuggling in close] Good. I’ve missed you, brother. Can I….sleep in your room tonight?

Mm. Alright. [/He gave a mild smile, planting a kiss to his brother’s forehead even. Oddly affectionate, him, so suddenly.] I do believe I don’t wish to spend the night alone anyway.

[Very pleased with this affection, not caring that it’s odd. Just happy to be around his big bro again] Oh? Well I’ll snuggle with you and keep you company. Maybe if we’re lucky Haldir will join us.