Vanyariel

Glorendir and Vanyariel chat briefly about the pleasant day in the Ered Luin Market before saying farewell.

Vanyariel, Aeriaeth and one lady Tinnwen converse in the background while a dwarf whose acquaintance Glorendir did not have the pleasure of making has a look at the nearby stalls. 

"In the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach."

Two sea-ladies sharing their common love for the waves of Belegaer.

Many elves are present at the feast. They show their crops and bounty of harvest, and they share local news while drinking excellent wine under the stars.

Excited by the many fresh smells a little crawling tyrant decides to devour as much greens as possible.

However, how could he resist the many tasty tidbits offered by the hands of a friendly elf sire?