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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[bethmoras]

[ The corners of his mouth quirk at the visible sign of her amusement. How could he not? She is a vision almost as lovely as his sister, and her laughter not unlike the clear peal of a bell. ]

If I find myself in danger of boring the fell beast, then I may call on your assistance, my lady. [ But Nuada doubts he is in much danger. ] I would be most honored to hear those tales at your earliest convenience.

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[stillhope]

[She gives a little dip of her head, more than happy to oblige should he need the assistance. Though, she is quite sure he will be fine.]

Of course, just name a time and place and I shall be there. [She might even ask after the fell beast and that encounter.]

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[bethmoras]

[ This prince thinks he will do just fine. Unless he's mobbed in the library environs by all of Legolas's friends. ]

You can count on it, my lady. Have I soothed your worries on the beast's behalf?

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[stillhope]

Glad to hear it. And you have, please give the, uh, beast my best.

[A beat.]

You'll have to fill me in on how it goes. Lissenen ar' maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuva.

[And with that, she closes the locket.]