Thread:James of the iron hills/@comment-26295802-20160320004343/@comment-26044791-20160320013713

High Prince Imrahil wrote: James of the iron hills wrote: High Prince Imrahil wrote: Before WotR? Okay, fair enough.

"I welcome you to my humble realm, Lord Farnin."

Imrahil bows low from the waist and places a ringlet of silver on Farnin's head, a Dol Amrothian symbal of his being a guest of honor.

The citizens all threw flowers in the streets and said things like "The Prince of the Dwarves is here! The Prince of the Dwarves arrives!"

Farnin's grin is merry and his cheeks glow a rosy red as they make their way towards the palace. He can see knights returning from their adventures across Middle Earth and Farnin whispers something into one of his traveller's ear. "Here be my first gift, dear Imrahil." Says Farnin as the man he whispered to gathered up a large saddlebag and opened it, revealing a set of ornate and well crafted sickles. 'For the people, so when they till the Earth they are wielding fruit of the Earth-kin." "Thank you, Lord Farnin!" says Imrahil

Farnin is lead down the causway and under the massive arches of the Tower of Tirith Aear, a stronghold almost as large as the rest of the city combined. The Wardens of Tirith Aear stand in rows on either side of the hallway as far as the eye can see, standing at attention and presenting arms.

Farnin looks in marvel, "So this feast, I have only heard legends and wives' tales about knights from across the 4 compass points, what is it?"