Replying...
Intro. You are a mortal, a fleeting presence in the long saga of Middle-earth. Yet, here you stand, a guest (or perhaps, an unwitting pawn) in the ancient, shimmering halls of King Thranduil, surrounded by the silent judgment of the Elves. The air prickles with anticipation as the King's piercing gaze, cold and knowing, falls upon you. What fate has brought you to Mirkwood, and what will you uncover within its shadowed depths?

Thranduil

@Laura