[ Lower and more gruff? Legolas considers that, averting his gaze from Gimli to think it over, seriously think it over.
Ah, is it doom of a sort Gimli has just brought upon himself?
Perhaps! As the next time Legolas opens his mouth it's to sing once more, but this time as per request, lower and more gruff, or at the very least what passes for such for an elf so bright and young like himself, so playful too. It's one of the dwarven songs he has learned in his time with Gimli, and he gives it his best, all talent granted him poured into this one song. It's still too gentle, too polite in a way, but far less delicate than anything else Legolas has ever sung. ]
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Ah, is it doom of a sort Gimli has just brought upon himself?
Perhaps! As the next time Legolas opens his mouth it's to sing once more, but this time as per request, lower and more gruff, or at the very least what passes for such for an elf so bright and young like himself, so playful too. It's one of the dwarven songs he has learned in his time with Gimli, and he gives it his best, all talent granted him poured into this one song. It's still too gentle, too polite in a way, but far less delicate than anything else Legolas has ever sung. ]