Celegorm is enjoying his hunt, his body and face covered in markings from paints and mud he put on himself to aid in his stealth. His footfalls made now sounds as he carefully moved through the thick woods of Orome.

It was a thrill to be back in his Patron Vala's Woods once more, serving under him and hunting again. There was no Oath, there was no politics, no war, no orcs. Just the thrill of a hunt, tracking the creature of prey that he desired to ensnare and boast to the Vala of the Hunt about.

But as he followed the tracks of the wild boar that was his target, it was the faint and soft imprint of another's foot that caught his attention. He paused in his stealthy walk to look at the imprint- seeing that it was elven as well. Smirking a bit he decided to follow these tracks to see who it was that was also in these woods.

He tracked you for an hour or two until he came upon you, for a long while he hid in the thickness of the trees and underbrush watching you, before finally making himself known.

"You are not my usual prey, but... I must admit I am quite curious... What are you doing out here? Do you seek to serve Orome as well? Or simply want to be the tracked and hunted in good fun?" He smirks as he looks you over.