*sails his fancy new houseboat of lurve up the river towards Tirion*

*finds a nice, cozy bay and anchors*

*sits on deck with a cigar and a glass of red wine*

Ahhh, life is good!

*stops by at Fe-Fe's to pick up his painting*

*enters Denethor's shop*

*looks around the shelves*

*saunters through town before his mun can lock him up in the cupboard*

*feels a faint sea longing awake within him*

*sighs*

*potters around on deck of his ship*

*wonders if Ulmo has figured out about the ship-napping yet*

*since his mun is a ditz, can't post in star_and_tree*

*instead sits in front of the pub, nursing a broken nose and severly bruised ribs*

Ouch. Bloody evil Maiar.

Shipwright's Log: Delivered Silmaril into the keep of Aule without that much of a hassle. Was mostly able to avoid confrontation with Feanoreans. Go me!

Had a little heart to heart with the son I wish I've had. :S Must think up means to cheer him up a bit.

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