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[ as the video flickers on, you can see a lovely, pale woman, poking at the screen as if she's trying to get the thing to work and her eyes widen when she realizes that the device is, in fact, working. despite the flush to her cheeks, her expression turns more diplomatic a moment later.]

Faeries and imps, what a wonder. I never thought them to be real, only the thing of storybooks and to keep children from wandering the forest. [ her smile turns wry for a moment as she glances off camera towards the fairy in her room.

there's a pause in her speech as she murmurs a soft word of thanks to said fairy who brought her to her rooms] I suppose I ought to accept that I am no where near Nemeth or Camelot. However if there are any from my home, if you could step forward and make yourself known... I am Princess Mithian of Nemeth and I wish to find a way to send a message to my kingdom, if it is at all possible. [ you can catch so much more with honey.] I fear there will be a rather desperate search party sent out, if I do not return soon.

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Fightin' or supportin' whichever court ye belong tae, though truth be told I hold no love for either.

I'm not much for fighting. I can handle a bow but I suppose I could provide some sort of support.

[She can't help but perk up a little when she says bow.]

I'm a master bowman myself back home. An' healers are always needed.

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I'm afraid I wasn't taught much in the ways of healing but if I can get my hands on a crossbow...

Your court's armory will have them, m'lady.

And what court are you? If I may ask?

Unseelie. Though many of th' friends I have made here are in th' Seelie court.

[She also holds no love for Morla so.]

I was under the impression that the Unseelie were... not quite as kind as you have been.

Most aren't. A lot of them are...rather despicable.

[She inclines her head.]

My name is Merida, first born of Clan DunBroch an' daughter of Fergus th' Bear King.

I am glad to meet you, Princess Merida. [ she smiles at the mention of the girl's father, a little wry.] Your father sounds fearsome. My father is a king as well, although his name is not nearly as exciting, I'm afraid.

Aye, you as well, m'lady. [At that, she returns the smile, less wry.] Och, I'm sure your father has done a few excitin' things in his time.

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