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
Galadriel sighed, pulling the young Silvan into a protective embrace. "My nephew now, as well? I am so sorry, my dear."
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Rumil sighed and snuggled close to her. “Like father like son, I suppose…”