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Who: Thranduil & Legolas
What: Getting fitted for clothes because why not
Where: Woodland realm
[It is a truth that the Eldar are immortal and do not age, however unfortunately their clothing often does. It lasts longer being made by Elven craftsmen rather than men, but in the end, fabric fades. So when it came time to prepare for the the feast of winter solstice, and Thranduil notes the almost imperceptible fraying on the cuff of the sleeve of his best seasonal robe, he isquick to summon the Realm's best tailor.
Getting the cuff repaired was probably the option most would make, however, Thranduil was a king, and one who liked to look the part. Indulging in such luxury was both a pleasant distraction from his daily stresses, and also a way to show his status and instill confidence in his people that their king was indeed worthy of his status.
It was for that reason that Thranduil stands now before a multitude of fabrics laid out over a lounge in his dressing room, and trying to find one to suit both his taste and the occasion. While the tailor was here, however, it was a good time to have Legolas fitted for something new as well. He was a prince after all.
He sends a messenger to fetch his son for him, leaving the reason vague.]
What: Getting fitted for clothes because why not
Where: Woodland realm
[It is a truth that the Eldar are immortal and do not age, however unfortunately their clothing often does. It lasts longer being made by Elven craftsmen rather than men, but in the end, fabric fades. So when it came time to prepare for the the feast of winter solstice, and Thranduil notes the almost imperceptible fraying on the cuff of the sleeve of his best seasonal robe, he isquick to summon the Realm's best tailor.
Getting the cuff repaired was probably the option most would make, however, Thranduil was a king, and one who liked to look the part. Indulging in such luxury was both a pleasant distraction from his daily stresses, and also a way to show his status and instill confidence in his people that their king was indeed worthy of his status.
It was for that reason that Thranduil stands now before a multitude of fabrics laid out over a lounge in his dressing room, and trying to find one to suit both his taste and the occasion. While the tailor was here, however, it was a good time to have Legolas fitted for something new as well. He was a prince after all.
He sends a messenger to fetch his son for him, leaving the reason vague.]