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The Prince of Dol Amroth takes possession of a royal gift.

MEFAwards 2007: Honorable Mention – Races: Men: General Drabble


The Prince of Dol Amroth, usual dignity befitting his high station forgotten, is up in the dromund’s rigging, clad only in sailor’s breeches and a loose half-open linen shirt, his hair carelessly bound in a leather thong.

He laughs gaily at a curious gull circling close before he looks down again, admiring the sleek lines of the vessel promising swiftness even without use of oars.

First: spoils of war – one of the ships captured at Pelargir. Then: a truly kingly gift.

“Now!” Imrahil calls down, to smile proudly as the blue banner is hoisted, silver swan-ship glinting in the sun.


- “...they beheld a fleet borne up on the wind: dromunds, and ships of great draught with many oars, and with black sails bellying in the breeze.“ (RotK, The Battle of the Pelennor Fields)



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