Galdor looked around, ah the tunnel was still here. It had been many years since he had last been to Imladris and he was grateful to see that some things never changed. He heard Lord Elrond admonishing the twins for something, indeed, some things never change. His last adventure into the tunnel had been quite an experience, he had gone straight into Celebrían, what a fun way to spend a half an hour. His second adventure had also taken him into Celebrían as well. Now, seeing as Celebrían was out of the circles of Arda surely he would go into Arwen, no?

Of course we all know that the tunnel is random, such a shame Galdor didn't. So that was his plan, he scurried into the tunnel expecting to go straight into Arwen, Alas, that didn't happen. Galdor looked around, hmm, strange, he didn't remember the chairs being this high. Something was twitching his nose. Hmm, all very strange, 'Arwen' leaned forward to pick up an apple. Peculiar, since when had Arwen had a short bronzed hand...

The thought trailed off as 'Arwen' looked up to see...Arwen? Dear Eru! He wasn't in Arwen he was in a short person, with tanned arms and...a beard?! He was in a dwarf! A dwarf! Nooooo!!! All Galdor could do at that moment was thank the Valar that there weren't any female dwarves in Rivendell.

Arwen looked at the dwarf with disgust in her eyes. Hey, that wasn't nice. He also saw Glorfindel walking past, he was shuddering and the moment he saw Arwen and Aragorn he yelped and run off. Galdor mentally rolled his eyes. There was shouting coming from inside, Elrond.

"Strange Elves," The dwarf muttered. Galdor rolled his eyes, that was strange, that was Glorfindel. Although by definition he was strange.

The dwarf moved from the public area to the quarters they had been assigned. Ugh, this was really boring, what was the dwarf going to do? Sitting and talk to his friends for 15 more minutes? And that the dwarf did do, and it gave Galdor lots of blackmailable secrets.

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(I suppose I'll now thank last.crimson.tear)