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[tar_telemnar]

*Does what his grandson would have wanted and hits the bar.*

*Pours himself a double-whiskey and imbibes.*

*Spits it out when he notices the music choice*

SWITCH THAT OFF RIGHT NOW!!

Comments

[maitimo]

There's no escaping it. If your mun's not playing it, she'll be singing it, at least if my mun's actions are anything to go by.

Oh.

And sorry for your loss.

[tar_telemnar]

MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP, MAKE IT STOP!

*groans* Thank you, 'preciate the sentiment, have a drink.

[maitimo]

It's all the cherry's fault.

*orders rum, double*

[tar_telemnar]

Damn cherry. It deserves to be eaten by a little chinese girl a thousand times over.

You're Caranthire's brother right? Nice girl. Good right hook on her.

[caranthire]

*shuffles in with her kids and makes a beeline for the nearest high quality bottle of wine*

[lindorie]

*Joins you.*

Hey.

*Offers a hug*

[caranthire]

*accepts it gratefully*

Fucking HATE funerals. >:(

[lindorie]

*Rubs your back*

Don't think anyone is a huge fan of them. But I do think they help in the long-term.

[lord_feanor]

*enters soon after his daughter*

*nods at you*

Gimilzor. A fitting ceremony if I may say so.

[tar_telemnar]

*nods* The boy done good.

[lord_feanor]

Indeed he has. That's a fine tomb. If I hadn't spontaneously combusted something like that would have been good... although possibly bigger with a small horde of weapons inside.

[tar_telemnar]

He was buried with his weapons...well, most of them anyway. :S

[nolimon]

*Shuffles in with his mother and maternal grandfather*

*shrinks away from all the sympathetic looks people are shooting him.*

[mornaquilde]

*sidles up to you*

Hey. You surviving?

[nolimon]

*shrugs* I'm okay, I guess. Lots of people came, huh?

[mornaquilde]

Lot of people liked your father. He was a pretty important guy. Well. Hell, he was a king. You don't get any more important than that.