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[ringsmith]

Celebrimbor is as usual in his forge, in a much better mood than one might expect from him. The precious metals his uncle found for him have been melted into small bars and stacked on a shelf, gemstones are sorted by type and most have been put into small bags and shelved next to the metals to keep them together and out of the way as he works. On

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[pandora_antioch]

Well. It's been a while since she visited - not appeared magically in a time of distress, just visited.

So, as she wakes, as the sun sets and the moon rises, Pandora sets about for Celebrimbor's forge. She's silent as ever, and her cheeks are not as cold as usual, for the lovely D'Angeline blood she recently ingested - though her thirst has been more powerful since she let Henry feed on her.

She'll be leaning in the doorframe, looking at her friend work with a fond smile. This is a beautiful scene.

[ringsmith]

He'll look up after a moment when he hears the door open and he beams when he sees her, stripping off his gloves and shoving them into an apron pocket as he goes over to embrace her. She might get a bit sooty in the process, sorry Pan. He might even lift her off the ground in a tight hug. "Hello, Lydia!"

[pandora_antioch]

"Well hello!" She laughs, a little, but she hugs back, too, very happy, almost high on his happiness. "You're.... it's wonderful to see you so happy!"

[ringsmith]

"I have my work back," he says, as if it's all the explination needed. It probably is. "It's been a long time since I've been able to do this." He's still grinning.

[myrddin_wyllt]

Well... there's a Merlin around - it's not impossible that the forge has been known to him for a while, and as he is free of his time, he'll come around and pay heed.

He's only ever scene Elrond, as far as elves go, but it's enough for him to know Celebrimbor for what he is.

[ringsmith]

He looks up when someone enters, and frowns slightly at the stranger. "Hello?"

[myrddin_wyllt]

"Good afternoon." Merlin smiles, politely, even bows a little. "Pardon my intrusion, I could not help but be interested by your work."

[ringsmith]

"I do not think that I've seen you before," he says, not unfriedly but reserved. "Who are you?"

[arid_white_lady]

Look! A cousin you haven't seen yet ! She may be walking up the path, and she will pause, curiously, when she hears the familiar sounds of a forge.

She's not seen Kurvo's son, since she arrived, and she has a fondness for him, if only by regard for his father - she'll be coming around with a wide grin and a wreath of golden leaves she plucked on her way.

"Good afternoon, cousin!"

[ringsmith]

"Cousin Irisse!" He's surprised to see her there, but smiles as he comes over to take her hand and kiss her cheek in greeting. "It's good to see you."

[arid_white_lady]

"It's good to see you too." She squeezes his hand, kisses his cheek back. "You look well."

[ringsmith]

"I am well." And he actually is for once, it's weird. "How are you?"

[thenotsofair]

Having stuck himself somewhat more together, uncle is going back to the forge to say hello to a nephew again, tucking in all the loose broken pieces so that by the time he taps on the doorframe he can pretend to be normal, yay.

"Hey."

[ringsmith]

Hi looks up and grins at Tyelko happily. "Hello, uncle!" This is probably the happiest and most stable he's looked since he's arrived.

[thenotsofair]

It is, and it's good. "Still making things?" Wandering in, looking around and kind of smiling.

[ringsmith]

He laughs. "Well, yes, I haven't finished the first yet." He holds up the nearly completed setting of his own ring, still without the stone.