The White Council convenes in Mithlond and Figwit is sore he is not important enough to be considered among the Wise.
Meetings in Mithlond
Mithlond, Hrive, T.A. 2463
Dear Journal
To Morgoth with it! I knew this peace was too good to last! Once more I am forced out of my sanctuary of Imladris as part of Lord Elrond's entourage to Mithlond after Cirdan requested the convening of some Council of the Wise. Well, I will not mind that much if the old coot had extended an invitation to me, I consider myself a wise elf, but no. It was Maglor who got the invite but since the Feanorion is out Eru-knows-where, Lord Elrond decided I should come along to make up the Noldor numbers. We refrain from sending Silvans anywhere near the shore unless they are ready to sail. Sea-longing can be a real pain.
Elrond entrusted Imladris to his sons and lady-wife on Mithrandir's advice. Was it pure chance Radagast and Mithrandir were hanging out in Imladris when that falcon came in? They were coming along for the ride, naturally. Try three weeks ploughing through sleet and camping in the open – Erestor refused to spend coin on lodgings run by non-Elves. And Radagast's pals! Glorfindel awoke to find a writhing mass of snakes in his bedroll one morning, courtesy of Radagast – silly wizard thought his Light of Valinor would warm up his scaly pals. Elrond had to stop Glorfindel from trying to see how durable our Istar's fana is to an Elven sword. Then there were those crazy fireworks in the campfire… Consider it Manwe's mercy we reached Mithlond in one piece.
Mithlond has not changed much since the time of Gil-galad I suppose, apart from a couple of collapsed buildings and stuff. Only buildings in good condition are those nearest the shipyard. Galdor (the little twerp) had the nerve to put me, Erestor and Glorfindel into one measly room. I am sure the beds have bedbugs. Why do Mithrandir, Elrond and the others get proper rooms of their own? Glorfindel is intending to sneak out to visit a certain blond noble lady tonight while her silver-haired husband catches up with his kinsman Lord Cirdan.
Oops, did I forget to mention that the Lord and Lady of Lothlorien had given their realm to the temporary care of their granddaughter while they hit the road with their Feanorion guide disguised as merry minstrels. Hope they still have a Lothlorien to return to after all this. Next they bumped into Gildor's party in Gondor, plus one meddlesome Istar who calls himself Saruman. Let's just say at the end of it Galadriel insisted Saruman's quarters be located far, far from hers least she and her cousin feel inclined to test the extent of a Maia's immortality in its fana.
Lord Cirdan did not see fit to include me in this council meeting and I am sadly not privy to what was discussed. The Feanorion absented himself to go sing on the beach. Happily, Fin can be relied on to blab with some Dorwinion wine afterwards.
Mithlond, Hrive, T.A. 2463
Dear Journal
Attempts to weasel some dirt from Glorfindel proved disappointing as he had a date with a certain blond-haired elleth and took himself off immediately after the meeting. Happily, Erestor was feeling chatty after indulging in some Dorwinion wine. Unfortunately, he is not making much sense muttering about Isildur's Butt or something. Well, I do recall seeing the man once, and his butt was nothing special. His thick-headedness was another matter, as Lord Elrond will attest.
Erestor did mention they elected Saruman the White as their leader. It was a close race with Mithrandir but our Grey Pilgrim had to choose that time to try out his new weed on the fire and ended up almost smothering all the elves present with smoke. That was when everyone, save Lady Galadriel, voted for Saruman.
Oops, Glorfindel has overplayed his hand this time – just spied him fleeing a livid Lord Celeborn while Elrond tries to prevent a kinslaying. Lord Cirdan and Maglor – wait, are you placing bets? Count me in!
Author's Notes:
Don't worry, Glorfindel will survive Celeborn's wrath.
I am taking some liberties with the pipe-weed (?). Perhaps Gandalf had a hand in introducing it to the Hobbits?