Did Tolkien’s canon ever come up with an explanation for how elves are light enough to walk on snow, but they don’t get whacked halfway across the battlefield every time they clash swords with another race?
Elf: “La dee dah, I’m the prettiest; physics and I have an understanding.”
Orc: “Yeet!”
Elf: *Wilhelm scream* *soars a good distance, bowling over several others*
Other orc, to the first: “That still only counts as one.”
Don’t hide this in the tags oh my god I’m dying “see if you can get one into space"
The orcs would absolutely try to launch an elf into space.
“Take that, ya Flat Earther.“ *punt*
“Waaaaaaa!”
“Grog has made new constellation!”
Given how light something has to be in order to not break snow (especially with how relatively narrow humanoid footprints are), and the fact that they still have the volume of a human, they probably are buoyant enough to be lighter than air. So you wouldn’t even have to hit one to get it to go to space.
Legolas: “Oh no, a light breeze!” *woosh*
Gandalf: “Catch him, Aragorn! We really should have tied a rope to his ankle or something.”
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You know, maybe their super power is they can control it. Normal weight one second, ready for Elf-Only Maneuvers the next.
I imagine that takes a bit of practice to master. Maybe an elf’s first century is spent inside a toddler-proofed room until they don’t end up caught in the treebranches every day.
#elves #strength of a lion; bodyweight of a squirrel #snowball fights look like a cartoon #hit ‘em at the right angle and they spin a few times #good wholesome fun
