#Radanir

[poetry-draws]

and now for something completely different!

4th Age Elessar & Co. here for the restoration of the Barrow Downs! No more will the dead wander willy-nilly, but the graves of Cardolan will be tended- with help from the healing hands of the King!

featuring Majestic Aragorn, Banner-guard Daervunn, and Resident Herbalist Radanir

#lotro #lord of the rings online #radanir #daervunn #aragorn #jdhgkjdfg #lots of fun this one #lots of uhhh throwing fabric around #everybody grew out their magnificent hair #also Radanir has a trowel instead of a knife which amuses me greatly

[hallothere]

if anyone ever wondered what my icon was because it's so small and unclear it's Radanir dabbing from the session play

#lotro #radanir

[aurore-parle-de-ses-idees]

and for au roulette #1, band/musician, sending est and a van full of rangers to a rock show lmao

Traffic slows to a crawl as you leave the highway that runs from Minas Tirith to Dol Amroth, the Belfalas exits clogged as half the world it seems tries to reach the concert grounds at the same time. Candaith is asleep in the passenger seat, despite the music you have playing much louder than is reasonable. The windows are open as far as they’ll go, admitting a pleasant breeze that smells of clouds of exhaust and the distant sea.

“It will be fun,” you insist, not for the first time. Radanir looks no less skeptical in the rearview. “Surely we’ll be able to find something you like here.” Radanir mutters something you can’t make out and you inch forward another car-length.

“Are your friends from Stangard coming still?” Lorniel calls from the far back of the tight-packed van you have borrowed for the occasion.

“Most of them, I think,” you shout back, turning down the music some. “Nona said her brother had something come up, but the rest of them should be there.” It will be strange, you think, having friends from so many circles of your life overlap here, but that’s half the fun of it. “Can anyone reach the cooler?” you add. “I finished my drink up here.” There’s some shuffling, and muffled cursing from Corunir when you’re forced to swerve aside to avoid a group of impatient motorcyclists cutting in and out of traffic. “Sorry...”

It’s a long, slow slog into the concert grounds and around to the open parking, but you arrive at last and gratefully let the van shudder to a rest, stretching with a great sigh while your friends clamber out. The roof bends concerningly as Lothrandir climbs up to look around, but he swings back down quickly to inform you of the nearest gates and bathrooms.

There’s no rush. The gates won’t open for hours yet while the lots continue to fill. You open the trunk and fold down the backmost seats and lounge, watching Candaith soundly beat everyone at cards and propping your feet on one of the coolers. Someone nearby has set up a portable speaker loud enough to carry five rows in any direction; he’s taking requests. Someone else rolls out an entire grill, and soon the open field smells of... well, it smells of lots of things, but you think the grillers are making burgers.

You swap snacks with a group three cars down, and the group next to them invite you for drinks and party games. By the time Nona calls you to say she’s arrived, you think even Radanir is a little caught up in it all, even if he keeps regularly retreating to the van. You really do hope he finds something here to his liking.

You’ve lost half your group by the time Nona finds you, Horn and Corudan trailing behind her. You talk about the fine weather, and the less fine traffic, and the most interesting things you’ve seen so far (a surprisingly long list, for the few hours you’ve been here). Nona paces about the entire time, restless after her days-long drive to meet the others before coming here.

Finally, the gates open, and the great crowds slowly amble inside. Your friends have more or less reassembled, chatting with new friends and total strangers all the way in. The great rising excitement buzzes under your skin, your laughter loud and the late-day sun warm on your skin.

The opening acts are good, and you do want to sit and appreciate them, but the rising, restless energy keeps you moving, grinning at the great banners and posters for Valasmack and Amon Amarth and telling at least five different people where you found the onion rings.

You stop at last in the warm hour after dusk, the wind from the coast cool and pleasant where it cuts through the heat of so many people all pressed together. You don’t go down to the wildness at the front, where people throw themselves about with an abandon you can’t quite reach, but you stand near enough the stage that the sound from the great speakers rolls right into you. The bass of it rumbles through the concrete, pulsing with every rolling drumbeat through the thick soles of your boots. You can feel it in your ribs.

Your ears will ring for nearly a week after this, but there’s a certain kind of magic to it, the great thunder in your bones and singing so loudly, loud enough your voice will be deeper and rougher from the strain come morning but still not louder than the bands themselves. The punch-drunk camaraderie with old friends and with people you’ll never see again. The heat and the wind and the wide, wide grins, and the exhausted sleep you have with your friends, crammed into the back of the borrowed van and passed out half on top of each other. There are few more pleasant ways to end the free days of summer, you think.

#auroulette2023 #lotro #est #my stories #i don't think radanir would enjoy the experience all that much honestly- not enough to go again anyway- but he didn't have an Awful time #also wrote this guy while travelling lol #uhhh who all is in there #corunir #lorniel #nona #horn #lothrandir #candaith #radanir #corudan #mm some of those only by mention but whatever #this setup brought to you by everything about getting into and out of starlake #asfds oh yeah and the bands This Is Just Godsmack and Amon Amarth Got Transferred Wholesale

[incorrectlotroquotes]

Radanir: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

#radanir #incorrect lotro quotes #lotro #<3

[ithilbore]

slut (respectfully)

#radanir #lotro #p

[radanir]

i hate you dunland i hate you tâl methedras i hate you tûr morva i hate you oxen i hate you manure i hate you falcon-clan i hate you lheu brenin i hate you jackals i hate you leg injury i hate you i hate you i hate you

#also in need of surgery as i cannot put any weight on my leg. help me #any motivation i had left was killed alongside braigiar. rest in peace brother #radanir #lotro #rangerblogging #tur morva #dunland

[lesbiansforboromir]

Is it just me or did Radanir's whole character just flip at some point during the journey? Like I keep hearing all these elves call him a dour and humourless man (except when talking to his elf lady who gave him the pin) but by the time we get to Lhanuch he's the jokester of the group and he's fully the funniest Ranger we have. Was there some character arc I missed, did anyone give any verbal explanation for it?

#lotro #radanir #lord of the rings online #text post

[masterelrond]

does he know how piercingly and endlessly i think about him (radanir)

#late night nori babes! #nori disrupts air #radanir

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

apropos of absolutely nothing *kicks notes under bed* i was thinking abt a certain sleep-walking ranger. mostly regarding the fact that a sudden waking [in the sense where the sleepwalker didn’t wake themselves up] can be very scary and disorienting and placing it in an inopportune time (an ambush at the camp, maybe, for no specific reason at all): i am very much holding a carton of strawberries and eyeing my blender with intent

#radanir #ily man but you are so easy to bully <3

[a-lonely-dunedain]

hey, person who recently took my old ranger uquiz under the name "I need my baby Radanir", I don't know who you are but I just wanna say you are SO valid

#lotro #radanir #I'm a corunir appreciator myself but I Understand

[poetry-draws]

Go go Regular Rangers! Mighty, Moving, Regular Rangers!

@isi7140's machination :P

#lotro #grey company #golodir #corunir #halbarad #radanir #idhrien #lothrandir #dfjgdsfjkhgsdjfhglkdsjhgksdgf #this was designed to look as.... not plastic as possible lol #assume the tailor's guild had a field day

[hallothere]

what if we were about to be murdered by ghosts (and we were holding hands)

#lotro #i was getting screenshots of other things but jshdfksdkfj #radanir

[aurore-parle-de-ses-idees]

"Never before have I seen someone so determined to bring a plan to utter ruin"

Elladan steeples his hands and takes a very deep breath. Elweleth thinks he very much resembles his father like this.

"What, precisely, were you thinking when you jumped in there?"

Elweleth trades a terribly deliberate look with Radanir, who shakes more of the indescribable goo from his remaining arrows. "Thinking?" she says, smiling at the wary look that comes into Elladan's eyes. "Who said anything about thinking?"

#ask games #ok it's six but. close enough #(they were supposed to wait for elladan's signal before jumping into things and they did Not) #thanks friend :D #my stories #asdfsd technically i guess lol #lotro #radanir #elweleth #elladan

[incorrectlotroquotes]

Lothrandir: I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Radanir: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

Lothrandir: You don’t have to wear…

Radanir: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

#radanir #lothrandir #lotro #incorrect lotro quotes #grey company

[elweleth]

radanir & elweleth shenanigans live rent free in my head

#lotro #lord of the rings online #radanir #elweleth

[radanir]

if i have to hear the word ‘duvodiad’ from the dunlendings one more time i am going to start calling them rídhathren so help me eru...... tis only fair. treat others how they wish to be treated

#to spare you from having to scour the houses of lore that is sindarin for yeehaw #rangerblogging #dunland #radanir #lotro