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  • A Letter Home

    Thranduil handed the sealed parchment to his guards. "Deliver this to the hand of the Prince and don't tarry on your journey. I want you back there at his side" he commanded regally. He hoped the message would get to his son soon, but if it were to fall …

  • A Precious Message

    As they rode from the palace, Thranduil allowed himself a small smile. He loved hunting in his forest, even now the incursions by dark creatures were increasing in regularity. He especially enjoyed it on days like today when his son accompanied him. His …

  • A Cold Reminder

    As the arrows fell beneath Thranduil's swords and pinged off his armour, he took a moment to survey the scene to see where the threats remained. His eyes were immediately drawn to the sight of the Witch King of Angmar moving in on Radagast. From what …

  • A Glimpse of Starlight

    Fading from the noisy presence of his companions and their Elven hosts, Thranduil made his way quietly along paths he had not trod in some time. It felt good, as always, to be back in Lorien - the Lady Galadriel's influence was ever strong within her …

  • A Disappointing Blow

    As they rode swiftly towards the Old Ford, Thranduil released a silent sigh. It had saddened him to have to fight the Beornings, a people who had been so valiant and brave in times past. He could only guess at what had possessed them to allow darkness …

  • A Web of Darkness

    The new shadow over the forest, the boldness of the spiders and their barely repelled attack - there was nothing coincidental about this. His kingdom was certainly not how he left it and all was far from well. Thranduil was more tense than he'd been in …

  • A Shadowy Siege

    Several squads of cavalry began streaming from the Palace doors and across the bridge into the besieging army. Thranduil charged into the rear of the throng, his swords and Moose's antlers clearing foul creatures from their path. He rode hard to intercept …

  • A New Life

    A small hand slid softly into Thranduil's large palm, as they walked towards the palace doors. A mere glimmer of a smile ghosted across his lips, yet inside his heart was an inferno. He gently gripped the tiny hand, leading him out into the warm summer …

  • A Pitiful Sight

    Even before Thrandiul touched the pale, crumpled body he knew that he would find no life there. His hand touched the cold throat before him anyway, just to make sure. Whatever thin thread had been keeping this frail shadow of a creature alive had snapped …

  • A Fortress of Light

    He dreamt of Amon Lanc. They had dwelt there for much of the Second Age and it had been blissful. The beautiful fortress city, for that was what it had been, was unlike any other Elven settlement. He could see it clearly, bathed in the pure light of …

  • A Road To Recovery

    Thranduil felt utterly exhausted. He'd never experienced anything like it before. It was a strange feeling. It was incidentally almost the only thing he could feel right now. He certainly couldn't feel his body, which was oddly relieving. His recollection …

  • King Thranduil of the Woodland Realm

    *_Facts in italics are either conjecture or game canon for Thranduil. Everything else is Tolkien canon._* *Ist Age* _478_ - Born in King Thingol's Kingdom of Doriath to Oropher. _Lived in the fortress capital city, Menegroth (The Thousand Caves). …