[ As promised, Iorveth arrives at the courtyard just before dawn, leather boots a soft padding against the cool stone as he approaches, awake and aware as promise, and looking a rough mess next to someone as elegant and graceful as Galadriel as he makes it to her side, eyes on the sunrise. ]
Galadriel, I take it?
[ Tall, elven, beautiful in the kind of way that seems to have a natural glow to her, like an aura too strong for her skin to hold in, much like Thranduil. It's a trait that will never cease to amaze him, and leave Iorveth in a mild state of awe. They look so much like a dream in physical form, memories of a time long, long past, only kept alive in stories and art in his world. Their presence alone is a refreshing, hopeful thing. ]
You've chosen a fine spot to watch the day begin. I hadn't thought Kirkwall capable of looking so beautiful.
[ because he hates this city, for the most part. ]
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Date: 2018-05-12 05:31 pm (UTC)[ As promised, Iorveth arrives at the courtyard just before dawn, leather boots a soft padding against the cool stone as he approaches, awake and aware as promise, and looking a rough mess next to someone as elegant and graceful as Galadriel as he makes it to her side, eyes on the sunrise. ]
Galadriel, I take it?
[ Tall, elven, beautiful in the kind of way that seems to have a natural glow to her, like an aura too strong for her skin to hold in, much like Thranduil. It's a trait that will never cease to amaze him, and leave Iorveth in a mild state of awe. They look so much like a dream in physical form, memories of a time long, long past, only kept alive in stories and art in his world. Their presence alone is a refreshing, hopeful thing. ]
You've chosen a fine spot to watch the day begin. I hadn't thought Kirkwall capable of looking so beautiful.
[ because he hates this city, for the most part. ]