Mortals: A Case Study (Background)
Torech Besruth, Falathlorn, Lindon
1 Quellë in the Reckoning of Imladris
I began this study with a simple setting out of facts of the case, especially my perspectives regarding the Firimar. I also alluded to the evolving situation regarding the Dwarves and our growing mutual esteem.
But what I neglected to elaborate upon, apart from the sudden mention at the end, is the revelation to me that a Mortal has become enamored of me. To further understand the situation and to better evaluate its potential impact, I must chronicle the sequence of events which has led to this pass.
Several months prior to this, while journeying through the lands of Eriador, I happened to return to the valley of Imladris after a prolonged absence abroad. While there, I chanced upon the members of a merchant company as they were plying their trade at the market. Seeing their need for someone familiar with the land, and also a need of someone with some skill at diplomacy, I agreed to travel in their company for a time.
The merchants were a mixed bag of persons, vagabonds and sellswords mostly; but among them were also colorful folk of various races who got along quite cordially, and I even began striking up tentative bonds. I made the acquaintance of several Elves of the High Kindred who were traveling along with them. Also in their number was a young Mortal, a native of the Bree-land, who had fallen in with them seeking his fortunes.
What set this Mortal apart from the others in this company was his singular skills in the culinary arts. He had secured his position as the company chef by virtue of the astonishing excellence of his craft. I had the opportunity to experience his skill first-hand; for in an unprecedented move, I invited him along with others of the company to Torech Besruth and, while sharing of hospitality, he offered to prepare a simple traveler’s repast for myself and my guests.
What followed was not so much a meal, as it was cooking elevated to the level of performance art. Simple foods presented with prose and flair, the eager light in his eyes relishing the experience of the courses of the meal. I considered to myself, and confided in the others later, that this Mortal had somehow captured an Elvish flair for feasting.
It was that evening that I felt myself curious about this Mortal – more than curious, intrigued actually. And I wondered what other qualities this young one might possess or be willing to display. I resolved to make more of an acquaintance in the coming weeks, as travel and duties allowed.
