And he would understand that problem of being the son of a famous man. Fëanor was a warrior of unparalleled power, skill, and ferocity, and he was also the Leonardo di Vinci of the Elvish world -- a scientist, an artist, and a craftsman who invented practically everything the Elves used later on. The telescope, the palantir, the Elven script letters, and moreover he furthered the arts of metallurgy and gemcutting beyond even the skill of the gods. It was rather strange for Curufin when he left his own world and no one knew who his father was, let alone himself. But he got used to it.
"I'm a smith, yes. So is my son Celebrimbor, and he is here in Hadriel as well."
"And what is your vocation, Ivar?" For Ivar certainly looked like a man who had one, with those piercing eyes and that manner of utter determination.
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And he would understand that problem of being the son of a famous man. Fëanor was a warrior of unparalleled power, skill, and ferocity, and he was also the Leonardo di Vinci of the Elvish world -- a scientist, an artist, and a craftsman who invented practically everything the Elves used later on. The telescope, the palantir, the Elven script letters, and moreover he furthered the arts of metallurgy and gemcutting beyond even the skill of the gods. It was rather strange for Curufin when he left his own world and no one knew who his father was, let alone himself. But he got used to it.
"I'm a smith, yes. So is my son Celebrimbor, and he is here in Hadriel as well."
"And what is your vocation, Ivar?" For Ivar certainly looked like a man who had one, with those piercing eyes and that manner of utter determination.