You, Talion, and Celebrimbor went to a banquet. You were just there for the food.. the food was delicious. It was amazing, elven food. You, Talion, and Celebrimbor were in fancy clothes.. at least fancy to you. You had no idea how Celebrimbor managed to do that, especially since he's a wraith. But you did socialize with other people, mostly your age though.

Now, Talion and Celebrimbor were talking to a high elf. You could hear them.. then you heard this;

Celebrimbor:"You know, my kid does traditional art."

No, no, no, no, no.. this could not be happening. You did NOT want anyone knowing your an artist. You just didn't like showing people, even if the art was really good.

Celebrimbor:"Maybe they can show you one of their recent sketches."

Oh, Goddamnit.