Video - Both Courts

[bethmoras]

[ The feed flickers on, displaying an elf seated in one of the more comfortable seats that the library of Caer Glaem has to offer. Nuada is garbed in his customary black, pale hair hanging loosely over his shoulders, and stares straight at the locket. ]

Good day, gentlefolk. I seek the fell beast known as Greenleaf. If you are near the environs of Caer Glaem, my lord, I can be found in the library. I would like to meet you.

[ And now that the invitation (or challenge, depending on point of view) is out of the way: ]

I also seek stories, or information, from those who may share their worlds with my kind. My name is Nuada Silverlance, son of King Balor, of the Clan Bethmoora. Some of my people - our gods - fled from home many years ago, and I have long searched for their location.

Therefore, if anyone would like to share their legends, I would be a most appreciative audience.

[ The feed shuts off a moment later. ]

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[orcsurfing]

[ Legolas, for his part, is unarmed. There's flair to his motions, indeed, but no threat at all, the step as he strides up to the other seat near the table is nearly theatrical, likewise the way he reclines down on it with a smile. ]

Reckless folk you say you are, then? I fear I am not the beast to see if you wish to cure that.

[ The foods and drink prepared get more than only a cursory glance, and all too gladly Legolas helps himself to some of the bread, fresh and fluffy if no longer warm, and cheese. He does not make a show of eating (little blessings!) but the enjoyment is visible all the same. Sampling, tasting, he thinks a brief moment - entirely unnecessary for the decision has been made on the very first glance, truly - then gives Nuada his answer. Mirth and laughter joining it as he speaks. ]

It is plenty indeed, along with company and conversation I could consider my hunger sated, aye. [ All the recent travels and tasks have satisfied his restlessness, so for a while he can sit back, relax and chat. And later maybe get a spar or two out of Nuada- that battle readiness has not been missed at all. ] My father seems to have had a great desire to make the two of us speak.

[bethmoras]

[ Nuada would be hard pressed not to assume that an unarmed man only invites trouble, but he's behaving, both for his sister's sake, and the prince's own father, with whom he has begun to build an odd sort of friendship. ]

Reckless, capable of deeds both fair and foul, I am afraid. But I understand that most folk are similar, to greater or lesser degree depending.

[ The prince settles back into his chair while Legolas eats, the custom of hospitality satisfied even if the castle is not his own. ]

Then, pray, sit and talk to me. It has been a long time since I walked among my own kind, or even those of similar form and demeanor. [ Quite possibly one of the reasons Thranduil wanted the meeting. ] You are a fearsome beast indeed to inspire such devotion in your sire and comrades.