Legolas (![]() ![]() @ 2009-05-12 11:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | active, day nine, legolas greenleaf, schuldig |
WHO: Legolas Greenleaf and Schuldig
WHAT: Map time!
WHEN: Day 9, midday
WHERE: Library
WARNINGS: I'm tempted to say PG, at most, since this is Legolas. But it's also Schuldig, so basically, this could be anywhere from G to R
STATUS: Incomplete
The elven prince was undeniably excited. It was even worth leaving the Goblin City to come back to the City at the Entrance to the Labyrinth, just to learn more about this strange world. It seemed to him that many of the people that he'd met had hailed from this Earth, and his curiousity had been piqued by this. To find something of a native guide, this was a good thing, as far as he was concerned.
So he waited anxiously as long as he could. He finished lunch about an hour early, just because he was so eager to get to the library to learn more. Deciding that he could start by himself, he went to the library, and ended up getting there a little early. This was his first time in the place, and he looked around, somewhat in awe. "So many books..."
Of course, on his world, books weren't so common. Yes, the elves had more than the humans did, but this collection even surpassed Lord Elrond's. For a long moment, he simply looked, trying to take everything in at once. Finally, he laughed, absolutely delighted, and went over to the nearest bookcase. Plucking a book at random, he was even more delighted when it was a book of elven verse. He opened it, and soon, was immersed in the Sindarin poetry.
He made a bit of an odd sight, really. Standing there, blond head bowed, obviously a fighter with his bow, his knives, and his practical clothing, reading a book of elven poetry. Every so often, he read a phrase that truly delighted him, and he would sing or recite it out loud. But this was all fairly par for the course for him, really.