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Eowyn of Rohan ([personal profile] shieldmaiden_rohan) wrote2015-11-27 02:26 pm
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For Fili: A Commission.

The holidays here were of course not those that would be celebrated at home, but there was still a harvest festival as well as a midwinter feast, it seemed.  It was called "Christmas" here and was centered around both a religious observance and a non-religious one.  She had not determined how the small child related to the aged man, but one thing she had noticed was that gifts were exchanged.

She was thankful and grateful for her friends and she wished them to have gifts.  Some were simple and could be purchased from the merchants here, but Hild was different.  Hild was the closest Eowyn had ever had to a sister, one who understood the challenges and the joys of a unique position in her society.  Eowyn wished her to have something of Rohan, and hoped that even if Hild was sent back to her own time, the memories and the gift might follow.

After some thought, Eowyn decided a small piece of jewelry with a Rohirric motif might suit, and there was only one craftsman who would make it to her standards, she knew.    She made her way to Fili's store and pushed the door open, hoping he was not so busy for a consultation. 
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[personal profile] sonofdurin 2015-12-26 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Fíli glances up when the door opens, and grins when it's Eowyn who walks in. He's working on a particularly tricky bit of detail and can't put it down just yet, but he waves at her before turning his attention back to his work. It takes a few minutes to get to a point where he can set it aside, but as soon as he can, he does, and comes out from behind the counter. "Lady Eowyn," he says, "it's good to see you again. What can I do for you today?"
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[personal profile] sonofdurin 2016-01-18 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Not so busy that I don't have time for one more," Fíli says promptly, and then has to stop and consider whether or not that's indeed the case. He'd been pleased to see a sudden swell in the amount of customers coming by his shop as Darrow's midwinter festivities drew closer, and while most had purchased pieces on display, quite a few had ordered commissions, enough to keep him busier than he has been in some time.

A quick mental scan of his list of orders indicates that he certainly has the time to take on another, though even if that had not been true, he considers Eowyn a friend and so would have found the time somewhere. "Were you looking to commission a gift?"