Oathtaking of Cúthoron

Cúthoron looks upon the assembled elves at the forge of Imladris with apprehension, so many in attendance for the oathtaking, he knew some few familiar faces but most were not well known to him and he assumed a spectacle of an oathtaking was something rare in these late times. Tingruviel the ambassador hails Cuthoron on his arrival and all turn from their casual conversations to hail or welcome him in one way or another, Ealendil says, 'Aha', 'Hey Cuthoron, you finally arrived.' Cuthoron says, 'good to see you friends!' Astordir says, 'Suilad, dear friend.' Ealendil says, 'Nervous?' Cuthoron chuckles.Astordir casts a soft smile.
Ealendil chuckles at Cuthoron.
Cuthoron fumbles through his notes last minute
Ealendil smiles at Cuthoron, seeing signs of minor nervousness
Cuthoron grins at Ealendil
Eluineth glances at the notes and gives a gentle nod towards Cuthoron, and a softer smile. "It is an event of great importance, yet you are among kindred here, and a family you shall be soon a part of. You shall do well, hir."
Ealendil says, 'Next I will splash some water on you.'
Ealendil chuckles.
Cuthoron glances at Eluineth and gives a nod of thanks for her kind words
Ealendil nods reassuringly to Cuthoron, "It will be fine, I will stand by you."
Astordir remains silent still smiling, except his smile has turned more faint over time. While waiting he looks at his and the stars reflection in the water.
Cuthoron smiles at Ealendil
Eluineth gives a soft glance to Ealendil, nodding with her words, and then another glance towards Astordir, a more curious one. After a while her eyes too draw towards the waters, and she steps closer to it's edge.
Ealendil strikes up her harp.
Eluineth at the sound of a harp, draws closer to the beautiful sound, listening.
Ealendil lowers her harp
Ealendil says, 'Hmm they are taking their time to get here.'
Astordir gazes back at Ealendil. "That was very lovely my friend."
Luinvirdanon says, 'entrances in style need time'
Cuthoron says, 'perhaps it's been cancelled...'
Ealendil says, 'Thank you'
Tingruviel says, 'Do not fret, Cuthoron'
Eluineth chuckles at Cuthoron.
Ealendil says, 'Oh no Cuthoron, you are not gretting off easy tonight'
Ealendil chuckles.
Cuthoron chuckles at Ealendil.
Cuthoron whistles out loud.
Tindir says, 'DISMOUNT!!!'
Anglachelm says, 'Lords, ladies'
Ealendil kneels before Anglachelm.
Anglachelm bows deeply.
Anglachelm bows deeply.
You give Anglachelm a polite curtsey.
Eluineth bows deeply before Anglachelm.
Astordir bows deeply before Anglachelm.
Tingruviel kneels before Anglachelm.
Cuthoron bows deeply.
Luinvirdanon bows deeply.
Anglachelm says, 'Let's wait for Lord Tindir a while'
Tindir dismounts elegantly, and leads both horses away
Anglachelm says, 'his horse seems spirited today'
Tingruviel says, 'As you wish, my liege.'
Tindir hails all
Eluineth bows deeply before Tindir.
Ealendil gives Tindir a polite curtsey.
Cuthoron bows deeply.
Astordir bows deeply before Tindir.
Tingruviel hails Tindir.
Anglachelm says, 'Well!'
Anglachelm says, 'Expectıng any more:'
Anglachelm says, '?'
Tindir says, 'I believe most are here, my Lord'
Anglachelm says, 'Very well.'
Anglachelm says, 'Master Cuthoron'
Anglachelm says, 'please come hither'
Ealendil looks at Cuthoron and smiles warmly
Cuthoron bows deeply before Anglachelm.
Cuthoron bows deeply before Tindir.
Anglachelm says, 'Is it true that you have summoned this council, lord,'
Anglachelm says, 'to swear an oath of allegiance'
Anglachelm says, 'to this house of swans?'
Tindir bends over to Anglachelm...see...Tree outfit
Anglachelm does a double take at Tindir
Cuthoron says, 'It is Lord Anglachelm'
Anglachelm says, 'I see'
Anglachelm says, 'But have you considered as it is an oath and we are Noldor,'
Anglachelm says, 'The fruits of its fullfillment and,'
Anglachelm says, 'consequences of its failure?'
Cuthoron says, 'Yes Lord I've given it much thought during my noviciate'
Cuthoron says, 'and find my own oaths run in parallel with the oath of Bar-en-Vanimar'
Ealendil nods
Anglachelm says, 'Very well that is noble...'
Cuthoron looks around at the assembled elves
Anglachelm says, 'yet not enough, as it is our custom for an elf under the same oath should witness your words'
Anglachelm says, 'Is there such an elf here?'
Tindir says, 'Oh'
Ealendil kneels before the Lord Anglachelm.
Anglachelm says, 'Lady Ealendil?'
Tindir hails Hotirme.
Ealendil says, 'My Lord, it is my honour and pleasure to be by hir Cuthoron's side as he stands before you.'
Tindir hails Laurenaro.
Tingruviel hails Laurenaro.
Tingruviel hails Hotirme.
You hail everyone.
Hotirme hails everyone.
Anglachelm looks at other cauns to see if they consent to that
Ealendil nods to Cuthoron
Laurenaro bows slightly, smiling at the elves and tring not to take up too much attention.
Eluineth gives a soft and warm nod towards Laurenaro and Hotirme.
Elvealin nods.
Tindir gives a quick nod
Tingruviel nods to Anglachelm
Cuthoron smiles at Ealendil
Anglachelm says, 'Very well... Lords and ladies seem content.'
Ealendil nods slowly
Astordir crosses his arms behind as back, standing up straight while looking on at the group of elves.
Anglachelm says, 'We shall hear it then. Tell us Cuthoron, what is your oath'
Cuthoron coughs politely at Ealendil. Ahem!
Cuthoron says, 'Sinomë vandanyë, estata Alquá lossë Vanimaro, taruvanyë tulca epë i Huinë. Hostuvanyë i quanda túrenya ar tulyuvanyë i lantenna núror Hendwa.'
Cuthoron says, 'Caruvanyë illi varyuvanyë nossenyar tenn' Ambar-metta.'
Anglachelm bows his head to his mother tongue
Cuthoron says, 'Illumë nauvanyë vórima Eruannan Eldaliéva sië i alcarë Eldain lá vanwien irë asarelma tuluva ar autuvalmë falassillon sinë.'
Ealendil nods
Cuthoron says, 'Qui lá ecinyë sa, Mornië ar Mandë lerta mapatan.'
Cuthoron says, 'Násië tenna fírienya var Ambar-metta.'
Anglachelm nod nod nods
Elvealin listens with a soft smile.
Cuthoron kneels.
Anglachelm says, 'These are indeed the words.'
Anglachelm turns to Ealendil
Tindir says, 'And quickly spoken..'
Anglachelm says, 'Have you heard his words, and witness them?'
Ealendil says, 'Yes I have'
Ealendil says, 'My Lord, hir Cuthoron has spoken the true words, "To death or the end of the world this oath binds me."'
Ealendil kneels.
Anglachelm says, 'Then.'
Cuthoron kneels.
Anglachelm says, 'Then henceforth you will be known as Cuthoron of Bar-en-Vanimar,'
Anglachelm says, 'and will represent our house.'
Anglachelm says, 'Your name will be counted among our brothers'
Ealendil smiles at Cuthoron and withdraws
Anglachelm says, 'and you will receive respect,'
Anglachelm says, 'love,'
Anglachelm says, 'and loyalty from all in our house ever after,'
Anglachelm says, 'unto the worlds ending.'
Anglachelm says, 'Ambar-Metta like you well put!'
Cuthoron says, 'Thank-you Lord'
Anglachelm goes to his stack of boxes
Cuthoron bows deeply before Anglachelm.
Anglachelm Opens the ebony box and there he reveals a locket in the likeness of a swan. This one is made of wrought iron and somewhat crudely posed for Noldor standards (though its flawless for men). The Iron Swan is charred and burnt, and went through a lot of fire and has blood stains on its crevices.
Anglachelm looks at the locket for a while
Cuthoron looks upon the swan token with curious interest.
Anglachelm says, 'I recall during Arnoediad men have left their gold behind to their wives, and took iron with them. This was one that returned and kept.'
Anglachelm says, 'Long aeons after its bearer fell in the streets of the White city.'
Anglachelm tilts his head and looks at Cuthoron
Anglachelm says, 'And as this bird yourself have seen the light, and the days of hope. And you did hear the words of he, or so they say, 'And you have watched the darkness rising, consuming all.'
Cuthoron nods solemnly
Ealendil eyes the locket with interest.
Anglachelm says, 'You have seen our hopes burn and the world’s sundering,'
Anglachelm says, 'Passed through fire like iron to become steel.'
Anglachelm thinks for a moment.
Elvealin looks at the swan.
Anglachelm says, 'Then let this swan remind you what have you become, since a final day to redeem all that was done is still ahead.'
Anglachelm says, 'Until then, welcome home lord.'
Anglachelm attaches it to his neck
Tindir claps for Cuthoron.
Ealendil claps for Cuthoron.
Luinvirdanon claps for Cuthoron.
Laurenaro claps for Cuthoron.
Hotirme claps her hands.
Astordir claps for Cuthoron.
Elvealin claps for Cuthoron.
Anglachelm bows deeply before Cuthoron.
Ealendil says, 'Congratulation Cuthjoron'
Cuthoron bows deeply.
Ealendil cheers at Cuthoron.
Eluineth claps for Cuthoron.
Tingruviel claps for Cuthoron.
Cuthoron gives a hearty thank-you to everyone nearby.