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

artaresto:

rumiloflothlorien:

artaresto:

Oh, Oropher no fool? Quite a claim, I must say, yet little you know…

And as for my son, that was the only good thing he ever accomplished, was it not?

Oropher was a good King, a kind king. You? Hardly.

I wouldn’t say that. You’re too hard on him. Everyone remembers Gil-galad, but I’m sure there are few who remember you. Maybe you should think about that before you try and make yourself out to be a big deal. You’re not. You probably never were.

I was a good King when it came to my own people. I dare to bet that you know nothing of me, or of my reign. For appearances can be quite deceptive, can they not?

When it came to your own people? I think that’s the key. Your own people. You don’t care about anyone else. But really, I think you care more about yourself than anyone else.

Just speaking to you, I know more about you than I want to. You are a conceited, arrogant, Silvan hating, Sindarin hating and you are a pig. You don’t know the meaning of ‘no’. You aren’t better than everyone like you like to think you are. How anyone could even remotely respect you, I don’t know.