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((Elrond apped with permission by the other LotR muns. He's got pretty mad powers, but, they're of a subtle nature. He's somewhere below Glorfindel in power, but above the average elf, and has one of the Three Rings of the Elves, Vilya, the Ring of Air. What Vilya specifically does isn't mentioned anywhere I'm aware of, but, it seems reasonable to presume that it aids in healing/magic as a sort of amplifier. I don't recall a mention of Elrond owning a specific Elven sword, but, he's Lord of Imladris, so I think it can be presumed he's got one.))
 
An elegantly-featured man, or at least what appeared to be with a passing glance, observed the Sorting Room with somber grey eyes, wondering just where he was. Any who spared him more than a passing glance would quickly note that the man's features were too refined and and inhuman, and his ears too pointed- there was something human to him, but, it was very understated after any lengthy look at the man- for he was Peredhel, Half-Elven. His dress was that of the Elven folk, a somber robe and cape in soft shades of grey, and he wore a runed sword at his side, and a silver circlet on his brow. On his hand he wore a band of gold set with a large blue gem.
 
Elrond had found himself in an entirely unknown place. This was not what was supposed to be here. He didn't remember this room from any of the halls of Imladris, which he knew so well, being the master of the Last Homely House, and having dwelt there for thousands of years. He had found himself filled with dire worries and misgivings about a situation that was pivotal to the future of the world, at least, that of his own. Would the nine walkers even make it to Gondor? Four of them were lucky to have made it to Rivendell, and that was only because Aragorn stepped in. And Aragorn. . . the ranger had filled him with a deeper, more personally worry. Even if their quest succeeded, what would this mean for Arwen? He had spent most of a night awake worrying about these matters. Eventually, it reached the point where he thought that perhaps a friend's sage advice could prove a beneficial thing to seek- the last thing he recalled was setting out to find his herald and close friend.
 
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"I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. _Elrond_
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. _Elrond_.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _Elrond_.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. _Elrond_"