So yesterday while listening to Vol. II of the Silm audiobook, I ran across yet another chapter that I had skimmed over and forgotten about in the haste of my malice:
The Mereth Aderthad– loosely translated as THE POTLUCK OF THE NOLDOR, to which Mablung and Daeron came late, bringing only a bag of carrot sticks and some store-bought fat-free cheese dip with a note from Thingol saying “sorry can’t make it maybe next year lol”
Seriously though,
That must have been a hell of a party; ripe for headcanoning, cultural exchange, awkward faux pas, and shenanigans! I mean…. ALL the various branches of Quendi in Beleriand present? Maedhros and Fingon fresh off the eagle and Fingolfin settling in to High Kingship? Cirdan is there? Dudes who haven’t seen each other since the Sundering suddenly meeting again and chatting in rusty proto-elvish while their children are like “??????” Language swapping? Cuisine exchange? DRUNKEN SINGING CONTESTS?
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