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Are the women in this world and your own given as much opportunity to defend themselves as the men?

[ she doesn't wait for any answers, giving a humorless snort of laughter at the locket before continuing. it's not a directly related addition to her question, but it's certainly on the same train of thought: ]

Ridiculous that those already holding power are given the privilege of training to the highest levels of their skills, but those most in need of it are left to rely on the protection of others.

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[ a soft sigh ]

The tale is a long one, and one which, forgive me, is difficult to tell. In brief - when we were young, in Valinor long ago, my father found a way to capture the Light that was before Moon and Sun, the Light of the Two Trees, in crystalline structures. The resultant gems were, are, the most beautiful jewels in all the world, and their light was, is, alive. The Lady of the Stars herself blessed them and made them holy, that no evil thing would be able to suffer their touch. But... they were so lovely that the Enemy of our world desired them and... he came while we were at Festival, and slew the Trees from which the light sprang, and so we knew Darkness for the first time. When He came for the jewels... we ran... but Granfather defied him, and for that he was slain, and the Silmarils taken.

Father... went a little mad that day. He ... there had been tensions, family troubles, which I will not go into here, and being as that day was a Feast day, the Valar, the powers of the world, summoned him to make peace with his brother... and so... he was not there, when the Enemy came. He... blamed the Valar, for not stopping one of their own, for taking him from where he was needed, for allowing his father's death and the theft of his most priceless treasure. And... he swore an Oath. We... all did.

I will not repeat it here but suffice it to say... we swore by the highest power and called down the worst of fates, that we would reclaim the Silmarils, no matter who or what stood in our way. Such an oath is unbreakable, and will pursue oathtaker to world's end, for so we swore. And so we went to Middle-earth... and as was foretold on our leaving, our every path turned to evil.

Three times, we made war on our own people, and through loss after loss we strove against our Enemy and could not overcome. And in the end... when Maedhros and I laid our hands on them... our souls were so stained that they burnt us. And so we knew that in the end our very Oath had destroyed us and all our chances...

The life of an elf hardly sounds real, Maglor.

[ but she is somber: neither laughing nor intrigued as though for amusement. katsa is staring at her locket without really seeing it. ]

I cannot imagine any treasure being worth so much or how it could cause so much madness, but... I am sorry for the things that have happened.

[ A tired sad shrug ]

I suppose it might - but live as long as we do, Katsa, and you may well find your life equally storied.

It was never about them, except that it was, in the end. [ he sighs softly ] Thank you for your kindness.

My life has a few stories, only mine perhaps not so fantastic. [ she mimics his sigh. ] I should like to show kindness and not be thanked for it if I do.

It comes to such as I so rarely that every glimmer is as a light in a dark room - so I will continue to thank you for it, Katsa. [ He will even refrain from teasing her too much ]

And perhaps you underestimate yourself - every story is a precious one, I think, and I would be glad to hear yours if ever you wish to tell it.

[ she's unsure how to respond to that, so she chooses to ignore it. ]

It's not that it's a secret; I've just found it unnecessary to tell. [ though maglor's been more than generous with his own stories ] Have you heard stories of any kind of our land from Po?

He has only told me a little - of... Gracelings, is it, what you are called? But we have not had time to talk more on such things.

We can tell you all sort of stories about them at some point, if you like. [ a half smile ] Though yours aren't the only stories that end in blood.

I would like that. [ He nods ]

And many tales do, it seems.

Then let's plan to gather together soon? [ her voice is hesitant. she isn't great at the whole friends thing, especially since her first few impressions of maglor have been unnerving, but she promised po she would try. ] To cross stories and blades, for I'm curious to see what skills you may yet have hidden.

[ He smiles faintly ]

I would like that. [ He admits ] It has been a while since I was able to ... simply spar for joy, rather than for war. And I never refuse a good story. Where are you planning to travel? It is probably easier for me to come to you, I think.

Soon to The Station. I've not an idea of how long I'll stay, but I'll be glad to be on the move again.

I can be there easily enough. [ He nods ] Then I shall make sure to come and visit, while you are there.

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