#oromë
Time to document my dreams again
I dreamt that I had to go to Hogwarts to lure Sauron, but this Hogwarts strangely looked like a hospital. On my way, there were many constellations floating around the city like fog, and there was a bull head. It knew it was Oromë’s sygil, so I screetched in an attempt to imitate Lugia’s call to summon him. Oromë appeared in the distance, he was quite the giant (and was some sort of a faun with huge antlers and a spear). He raised his hand in salute and said I was safe to go, I had his blessings.
I went. The plan was to play dumb and befriend Sauron, but he had the same idea to play dumb. Both of us agreed to go to a calm room, so we flew together in a tower and we went somewhere. Nothing really happened. Someone came in, a tall Dobby the Elf kind of person, and I pretended I was Sauron’s servant, so I kneeled and rested my head on his lap. Sauron shoo'ed Dobby away (he was in a foul mood). I had already decided his lap was comfortable, so I settled myself. Sauron didn’t mind and petted my hair.
The hospital!Hogwarts had a Manwë/Dumbledore figure that was in the facts Dupont from Tintin. And Sauron was being a spy of Morgoth.
Lord of the Hunt
I have this idea of Oromë, Lord of Forests, the Huntsman of the Valar, that he’s the leader of the hunt - but that doesn’t always mean he does the killing. Sometimes he’s the huntsman, sometimes he’s the prey. That means, of course, that he must work closely with Mandos, Lord of Death, as well as Yavanna, the Lady of Life. His role is to stand between them.
This is his most legendary form: at the other end of his personal spectrum, you will find him in the form of a small chap with an old green coat, worn at the edges, with brown, capable hands and a small net and a ferret in his pocket.
a little vala/elf sketch.. that i may or may not finish