Wow! It really has been a long time! Anyway, I am happy to announce that for the present, Insane Immortals is continuing! Legolas is in Erebor with the dwarves, and poor Estel is stuck learning to write poetry! Enjoy!

Dear Estel,

You are very lucky if you are not insane yet. These dwarves are disgusting! They all talk with their mouths full, and they never eat anything but meat! It's revolting! I can't believe that Ada made me come here. The dwarves even belch!

Going insane very soon,

Legolas Thranduillion

Dear Legolas,

If that bothers you, you should be glad that Ada makes me use table manners when you come here. I'd take the dwarves any day! I have to write poetry! On top of that, Lindir is the Worst. Poet. Ever. I got in trouble today for writing this:

Mind going numb,

Everything is dumb,

I think Ada is crazy,

Lindir is very lazy,

Get me out of this Pit of Udun,

I am going to go mad very soon.

Dear Estel,

How are you doing? I sent you your deodorant to you, you left it on the bathroom counter. I hope that you learn your lesson by the en of the month, because if you continue your unacceptable behavior I will send you to Dol Guldur. For real.

Yours truly,

Your Ada, Elrond of Rivendell

Dear Legolas,

Are you enjoying yourself with the dwarves? You know, I once had the honor of housing thirteen of them in our dungeons. I absolutely hate dwarves, but I have to admit that they do throw some pretty wild parties.

Sincerely,

Your Ada, Thranduil of Mirkwood

Dear Estel,

I can see why Lindir might have been upset upon reading your poetry. I am going officially insane. One of the young dwarflings has started to call me "Puppy." He (or she, both have beards!) refuses to call me by any other name!

Only 6 more days in this pigsty,

Legolas Thranduillion

Dear Legolas,

Prepare to never live this down. The nickname "Puppy" will now haunt you for the rest of your life. I found a tarantula today. You should have seen it, it was big enough to be a decendant of Shelob! Anyway, I put it to good use. Apparently Lindir does not appreciate large spiders in his bed.

4 days left!

Estel, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Elessar, you know the rest.

Dear Legolas,

Due to the end of the month, I have sent an escort to retrieve you from Erebor. Be warned, they have orders to turn around if you give them any trouble. I hope to see you soon back at the palace.

Sincerely,

Your Ada, Thranduil of Mirkwood

Dear Estel,

Due to the fact that Lindir has been admitted into the healing ward for a poisonous spider bite and temporary insanity, I am allowing you to come home. Please have all your things ready, I will be there tomorrow.

Yours truly,

Your Ada, Elrond of Rivendell