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arofili · 1 year
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@secondageweek​ day three | dwarves | narvi
The Doors of Durin, Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter. I, Narvi, made them. Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs.
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@khazadweek day two | second age ● diplomacy | narvi comes to the west
Narvi was the daughter of a Stonefoot mercenary and an Ironfist blacksmith, and through the wide travels of her life she had seen many wonders of the South and East. But here in the West, in Khazad-dûm, was a kingdom unlike anything she had before known: caverns lit by glowing fungus, forges whose fires never died, coins and gems from all over the world, a King who danced with children in the street and dined with Elves and Men at his high table.
But more than Khazad-dûm, Narvi’s heart was taken immediately by the land of Eregion: for though its capital was Ost-in-Edhil, City of the Elves, Men and Dwarves roamed freely through its ever-open gates, trading, singing, laughing, learning. She was a smith, and even the grand-masters of Khazad-dûm spoke with reverence of the Gwaith-i-Mírdain, led by Lord Celebrimbor of the Holly and the Star.
In Khazad-dûm she would dwell, for a time, but in Eregion she would flourish. Narvi would not rest until her name was known far and wide, no less renowned than Celebrimbor himself.
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