// I have MISSED Crissy. Her slightly stilted emotions, her sharp mind, her network of whisperers telling her what she needs to know, her scheming, her battle plans, her friends. It's all coming back, there's a reason why I keep coming back to this character after eight years.

This right here. ALL of it. Cristiel will always have a special place in my heart.

//Going back through my old fight videos has made me all maudlin. I really miss it, combat sports won't be coming back any time soon seeing as they're impossible to socially distance. Do hmu if anyone fancies RPing a bit of action though, so I can live vicariously through Crissy.

// I'm... Is this a LOTR ball? Like the ones we used to have in 2012?? They still happen??? This is awesome stuff 💕

Crissy: I hate idiots at court. Also Crissy: absolutely Loves the drama at court. Especially when the idiot noblemen are scared of her. She knows exactly who's wife is sleeping with who. And if you piss her off? She's not above using that information.

// do they play chess in Arda? Is that a thing? I wanna make a chess reference. I'm making it a thing.

#MirkwoodSummerBall Turning up fashionably late, as ever, Cristiel arrives at the ball. In a wine coloured dress and matching mask, that seemed to have flowers trailing down her shoulders and back, and her hair pinned high, she strode in. "I hope I didn't miss much!"

#MirkwoodSummerBall Mirkwood on a glorious summer evening was a delight. She had missed this place, in the years since she had lived here. She had also missed something else: the wine here? Unparalleled. She wasn't planning on a totally sensible evening when it came to drink.

Is that the prince of the greenwood on the floor? "I want whatever it is HE has been drinking!"

Friendship ended with Mirkwood wine. Spiked elven punch is my new best friend.

A tipsy Cristiel can go one of two ways: flirty, or fighty. All she needs is a target. And maybe a sword.

She grinned. She very much liked that raven.

She's twirling the knife the Raven gave her. She kinda likes it. Might steal it, once the ball is done. Thranduil won't notice a single carving knife missing...

... Is that a dwarf lurking over there? She waves at him.

"Well hello there, birdie. You've grown since I last saw you... Oh, ten minutes ago?"

// aaaa!!! Can't wait!

// Just a note that I'm still here and haven't vanished - my final uni exam is tomorrow so I'm trying to avoid spending time on Twitter until after that!

// Just done a full LOTR rewatch. This is the first time I've realised that the orc captain refers to his forces as "You slugs". All this time I thought he said "You slags." :')