Heeere we are...


Legolin set up her tent and excitedly put out the food."Legolas???" She called. He appeared from behind the tree."yes?" Legolin laughed at the expression on his face. "Will you please get a bonfire started??" Legolas nodded and went to get firewood.
Legolin tossed a mysterious bundle into the tent, and waited for her family to arrive.

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Alatáriël appeared from nowhere and she made her arrival clear with a load laugh and a big smile "I'm finally hear my dearest Legolin."

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"Oh hi, Alatariel! I'm glad you could make it!" Legolin greeted her friend. "You might want to watch out, I'm sure Aralas and Elenia are planning pranks as we speak!" Legolas came back and showed Legolin the campfire. "I hope you approve, its the best I can do! Oh, Mae Govannen Alatariel!" Legolin shook her head," It looks like a good campfire, just don't let it go out!"

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Alatáriël smiled "if there is going to be a party; I must show up" winking at Lego "Where is the drinks?"

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Aralas galloped up on her white horse, Moonshadow. She patted his head and Moonshadow neighed. "MOM! I'm here! Gosh, can't wait for everyone to come! This will be epicawesomely fun," Aralas yelled. She walked towards the fire, leading her horse. "Mae lovannen, Ada," she said, smiling. Ara patted her horse on the head and whispered something, then let go of the reins. The horse walked away. "He'll come back," she said. She grabbed some juice and sat down at the fire. "Look who I brought," Aralas said, and Fili and Kili rode up on ponies. "Come on, guys! Let the fun begin," she said happily.

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call me Fin, Ara, Aralas, Tulisse, or Tuli.
~A mahta tenna qualme! Auta i lome, aure entuluva!~
was known as aralas_29.

Erin and her spouse Faramir arrived on horseback. They were very tired, from a long journey all the way from Gondor. Despite her tiredness, that did not stop Erin's excitement from shining through.

First, Faramir climbed down off the horse, and held out his hand to help Erin.

"Hello, Legolin, Alatáriël, Aralas. Good to see you all," said Erin.

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♥ Married to Thranduil, 22 April 2014 ♥

♦ Lónannûniel, Queen of the Woodland Realm ♦

"Hi, Mom!" Said Torziel as she approached. "Hi Aralas, and Alatáriël and Erin!"

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Suddendly Ruscowen appeared in the middle of the camp. Even though she was wet - she was stil wringing out her clothes - a big smile decorated her face. "Alatúlie!" she called out waved still smiling.

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Hail Gurthang! No lord or loyalty dost thou know, save the hand that wieldeth thee. From no blood wilt thou shrink. Wilt thou therefore take Túrin Turambar, wilt thou slay me swiftly?

The Silmarillion, Of Túrin Turambar

"Alatúlie Ruscowen! A tula náressë," Aralas said, smiling. "Mae l'ovannen Erin, Faramir, Torziel!" So glad you guys are here! This is going to be so fun!" She stood up and greeted her family members. "Is this everyone?"

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call me Fin, Ara, Aralas, Tulisse, or Tuli.
~A mahta tenna qualme! Auta i lome, aure entuluva!~
was known as aralas_29.

Not quite. Marida rode up with her husband, Thorin Oakenshield. The good thing about this little get together (though she didn't attend many, but one's duties as queen sometimes outnumbered those as one of the common folk, whether you were a dwarf woman or any other race) being held in the Shire is that Thorin had been there before (during the quest to reclaim their homeland) and although Marida hadn't (though she had to travel through the area to get to the Lonely Mountain, since she was originally from the Blue Mountains with no relation to the dwarven royal family whatsoever. She was only married into it, she wasn't related to any of them), she was just following Thorin. Hopefully, he wouldn't get lost this time, which was possible, since he was only in Bag End the last time, not Buckland (or wherever this little get together was taking place). "Have room for a couple more?" Marida asked, as she prepared to dismount her pony. True, ponies seemed to be the perfect size for any dwarf (and the occasional hobbit), but they could be a little tricky to dismount if one wasn't careful.

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"The key to a happy life is to accept you are never actually in control."

"Oh I forgot to set up my tent!" Aralas said, rushing for her pack. "Hello Marida and Thorin! It's nice to see you here!" she called as she passed by them. If she was correct, Marida was her third cousin. But then again, all this family stuff got confusing once things got to a certain degree. She shooed away the thought and after she set up her tent she snatched a seed cake from the food table.

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call me Fin, Ara, Aralas, Tulisse, or Tuli.
~A mahta tenna qualme! Auta i lome, aure entuluva!~
was known as aralas_29.

With a last smile she turned around and followed aralas cause she had forgotten to set up her tent, too. Some minutes later it stil wasn't built-on. With a fustrated sigh I looked to the others, seeking help.

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Hail Gurthang! No lord or loyalty dost thou know, save the hand that wieldeth thee. From no blood wilt thou shrink. Wilt thou therefore take Túrin Turambar, wilt thou slay me swiftly?

The Silmarillion, Of Túrin Turambar

Erin was busy setting up her tent, with the help of Faramir. She felt very guilty about noticing the new arrivals, that she apologised a few times, and greeted everyone that had arrived.

"I'm sorry again," Erin concluded.

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♥ Married to Thranduil, 22 April 2014 ♥

♦ Lónannûniel, Queen of the Woodland Realm ♦

Ruscowen finally managed to set up her tent. Even though it was alarming lopsided she was satisfied. She still grined as she went back to the others.

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Hail Gurthang! No lord or loyalty dost thou know, save the hand that wieldeth thee. From no blood wilt thou shrink. Wilt thou therefore take Túrin Turambar, wilt thou slay me swiftly?

The Silmarillion, Of Túrin Turambar

Legolin saw everyone come, and tried to remember all there names as they came in. "Hey kids, Marida, Erin, Okay, HI EVERYONE! Lol Im so formal!" she laughed and helped them set up their tents. "Aralas, im glad you brought Kili and Fili, its nice to se them! btw, where did they go???

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Formerly Legolin12

Aralas looked around. "I don't know, I think they went to take care of the ponies or something. Recently I've been travelling around Middle Earth with them, it's been so fun! We were making our way back from the Ered Luin and I wouldn't miss a single family party so we came," Aralas said, as she finished setting up her tent. It was almost perfect. "I had to get used to tents," she told her mom. Just then Fili and Kili walked up. "Well here they are, mom!" She turned to the dwarves. "Your uncle's here with his wife, you know," Ara said. She went over to the food tables. "Looks like you've prepared enough food for four dwarves a good number of elves and a few Men! And that is A LOT of food! Less work than the Minas Tirith party! That took a couple of weeks to prepare for. Not so fun," Aralas said, laughing. Reminded of the Minas Tirith party, she looked at her arm and there was only a scar left. Still a bit sore, she thought. "So, what are we going to do first, play games or eat?" she asked.

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call me Fin, Ara, Aralas, Tulisse, or Tuli.
~A mahta tenna qualme! Auta i lome, aure entuluva!~
was known as aralas_29.