[Judge Simon]

Thengise had drawn a weapon as well but Jecht's hand didn't reach for a weapon. Instead he spoke to one of the elves that he recognised from the far past.
Jecht[in whatever form of Elvish that is spoken in Lorien]-Valrue, of Loth Lorien, I am a friend of old that drifted away. I wish to speak with Lady.
Valrue[same thing]-You are like a ghost to me, I remember your face but that is it. Friend or Foe, I can't recall. But you shall have your audience with the Lady.

Two of the guards and Valrue walked Jecht away leaving Thenigse and Collette. He tried to mouth to them that everything was going to be ok, but the elves hurried him along. Faerer and about 5 well armed elves were left.
Faerer[common tongue]-It isn't often that hobbits return to these woods Master Took, the Lady will be glad to see you again.

They walked Thengise and Collette into the wood as well but in a different direction than Jecht's.

Jecht and his elves soom reached the center of Lorien. Jecht remembered every tree branch. Valrue told him that the Lady was waiting for him and that if he tried anything funny, well...Valrue made his point. Jecht climbed and stairs as they wound up the tree. Until he finally reached her chamber, he seemed to hear a voice that said "Enter"

Jecht walked in to the brightly lit room and beheld Galadriel, to whom all other flowers were shamed. Jecht bowed slightly and Galadriel came to him.
Galadriel-It has been long, Jecht, I almost thought you weren't going to come back.
Jecht-I keep my promises, you know that. Are you sure that what you're going to do is the right thing, even Valrue has no memory of me. What if they don't trust me?
Galadriel-They will, they will, don't worry now

A yound blond elf came running in, whispered to Galadriel and then left.
Galadriel-Your friends, have entered the center of the city. Before meeting them , perhaps we should give you a new wardrobe.

Jecht looked a bit confused and Galadriel led him to another room. As she shut the door leaving Jecht alone, he looked around the room. Folded neatly on the chair was a fullset of clothes. Jecht changed into them. They fit perfectly. Jecht looked in a mirror and almost didn't recognise himself. He was clad in a silken silver shirt, dark black pants and boots, on his belt was a new sword with a sheath with silver engravings. His hair was no longer woild and his face had grown fairer. Lastly Jecht put on a long black cloak. It was so light. He looked like a elven prince of old. He returned to Galadriel's chamber and she motioned for him to take a seat next to her. An elf was standing close by holding a circlet of silver. Galadriel took it and placed it on Jecht's head.
Galadriel-You are ready for the challenge of caring for Lorien when I have passed.

She said softly as Thengise and Collette arrived.

OoC-OK you guys can definatly start back further, you know coming into Lorien and such, hate for you to think I'm power posting. BTW I'd like it if you guys didn't recognise him for a little bit...