Caranthir has grown darker and darker of mood, of late, the Oath stirring in his thoughts far too often. When his brothers returned from Nargothrond, and roused Maedhros into a towering fury, and Maglor into icy silence, Caranthir did not speak up, neither for, nor against. But more and more often, he has locked himself in his room to brood, and his tempers have become more uncertain.
He looks up with a scowl at the interruption, but softens when he sees who it is, shifting to make space for her beside him.
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Date: 2018-08-14 04:22 am (UTC)He looks up with a scowl at the interruption, but softens when he sees who it is, shifting to make space for her beside him.
"........Probably." He growls.