#at the Council of Elrond in the

[lightthewaybackhome]

Thus ended Beleg Strongbow, truest of friends, greatest in skill of all that harboured in the woods of Beleriand in the Elder Days, at the hand of him whom he most loved; and that grief was graven on the face of Túrin and never faded.

-The Silmarillion by JRR Tolkien

[my-deer-legolas]

[glorf1ndel]

Happy October 25! On this date, the Council of Elrond took place, and the Fellowship of the Ring was formed!

Bonus:

[autistook]

December 18th - The Fellowship is formed

[mithrandirl]

Each race is bound to this fate... this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo.

[gandalf-the-fool]

[silmarillion-ways-to-die]

[tales-by-alex]

'The Ring must be destroyed, and that the only way is to bring it to the fire of Mount Doom in Mordor, where it was forged'

The Council of Elrond

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Gandalf said ‘do not offer me that’, Galadriel said ‘I would be a queen, great and terrible,’ but Elrond said ‘get that the fuck away from me’ and this is nonsensical.

The other keepers of the elven rings were most challenged by the One, why not Elrond? Is his struggle merely hidden? Is it his Maia blood? Is it simply his mixed blood? Is that why Aragorn withstood, too?

Canonically the race of men are most easily corrupted, yet Elrond half-elven, who is almost 40% man, doesn’t notably bat an eyelash. Why?

[vildo]

incorrect quotes

[warrioreowynofrohan]

Happy “This Meeting Probably Could Not Have Been An Email” Day.

[littleguy-pi]

Legolas:

The entire rest of the council: yeah it’s soooooo good gollum is locked up in Mirkwood

Legolas: um

The council: really that’s the only silver lining. This is a terrible situation but at least gollum isn’t here

Legolas: so

The council: we’ve so much to worry about at least we know where he is and don’t have to dedicate resources to finding him

Legolas: haha um

The council: the elves of Mirkwood never let a prisoner out of sight! Except that one time but they’d never let that happen again they are so responsible

Legolas, tears in his eyes: y’all….

[thethirdtreeofvalinor]

POV: You, a figurehead of a nation, have travelled to another land for a meeting as a messenger of your nation’s status of the captivity of a prisoner you were entrusted with. You were relatively calm before your presentation, your speech practiced, and your spirit as light as your feet on the ground. However, before you conceived to give your testimony, a friend of yours (who had diplomatic immunity in the land) drew all the attention in the meeting to himself. He regaled his hardships with traveling as a man set to govern one day. He spoke of the nearly two decades he had spent tracking your prisoner, a War Criminal in many of the other representative’s territories, at the behest of the wisest in your vicinity, a martyr of your generation. You learn of the struggle to capture the murderer that constantly evaded him. A priceless heirloom is brought up in the conversation, as how could it not be? It was the cause of the very meeting. Several nations were called upon to contemplate its destruction as none could escape its manipulation, its corruption greater than that of money could ever tempt. And it was your convict that held possession of it before his imprisonment. Your friends admits that he is glad that the fiend is in chains, not hounding after the nephew of a treasured comrade of a sovereign kingdom, a friend of its King before his untimely death in battle. You shake in your seat unnoticed as you begin to realize that maybe the daily walks for your detainee through the forest should not have existed. You are next to speak. Your tongue feels heavy. You are shitting your pants. You are Legolas Greenleaf, Crown Prince of Mirkwood.

[autistook]

ON THIS DAY | October 25th

The Council of Elrond

[theworldsoftolkein]

Rivendell - by AZED

His house [Elrond's] was perfect, whether you liked food, or sleep, or work, or story-telling, or singing, or just sitting and thinking best, or a pleasant mixture of them all. Evil things did not come into that valley." J.R.R Tolkien

[ineffablesheets]

Imagining pippin and his passion for second breakfast like bro be in the middle of battle and would be like “look i get we’re fighting evil and all but can you blame me for thinking the real tragedy here is that i may never have a second breakfast again?” “like is anyone even thinking about my stomach??” or if he was at the council of elrond and bros just like “scuse me can we just pause for second breakfast? i mean how can we plan the downfall of sauron without a bit of a pick me up?”