And love grew between them, as little might be thought

[tar_minyatur]

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Elros Tar-Minyatur ruled the Númenóreans for four hundred years and ten. For to the Númenóreans long life had been granted, and they remained unwearied for thrice the span of mortal Men in Middle-earth; but to Eärendil's son the longest life of any Man was given 

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[yerbanjaxed]

"Toss it or keep it, I'll lamp ye one regardless, mate." Let it never be said that Gold Tooth didn't have at least some form of code of honor. With a metallic whine, his own cutlass was drawn, and then tossed to the side.

"Dinnae even me sword no matter what ye do, 'mon then ye jessie! Step lively an' lets see who the smaller man is."

[tar_minyatur]

"I'd certainly like to see you try" Elros taunts, unbuckling his sword belt and kicking it behind him, beckoning.

"Come then, O Little One."

[yerbanjaxed]

Give him a second, the dragon turned man pauses just long enough to turn the rings on each hand around, and yes he does make a big show out of it. Look at him, getting ready to play fair and not cheat all the way through a man to man fist fight.

He's so nice.

"Gonnae have to mash your food from now on when I'm done with ye, you mouthy git."

Right on cue, at that beckon, Elros would have to think fast. In direct contrast to his size, Gold Tooth was rather unfairly quick on his feet, swinging in immediately with a harsh left hook aimed for the man's jaw.

[tar_minyatur]

Elros only laughs, eyes inhumanly bright. He won't call the wind to him again, or the sea - that would be cheating.

But he is King, and this is his land, and it knows him, and the Land holds its breath as it watches.

"I hear a lot of words, but see no action, Tiny Beast!" He retorts, and turns the yank backwards away from the punch into a roll aiming to sweep Gold Tooth's feet out from under him.