video ─ both courts.

[seidhe]

[ The elf is found amongst the trees, so high as to be consumed by the foliage. He sits with a lap full of arrows to be fletched ( as well as one more important arrow set a part from the rest, feathers weather worn ) and scowl upon his lips. This is the first he as appeared in such a manner, and he does not do so with a smile and warm words. ]

Watching you all scurry around preparing for war is much watching ants; curious for a moment but boring swiftly after. [ Ants so easily crushed, decimated. Mindless drones in service of a queen, ha. ] Glosse, que bloed raenn aig a' cuislean dhe weddin. They will bleed you dry and the fault shall lay with you for letting them.

[ Single eye looks away from the locket, hands busying with his self appointed task. ]

I wonder, once the smoke has cleared which among the swine shall climb on top the pile of corpses and proclaim 'I win.'

[ Such a happy fellow, aint he? Ah, but before ending he picks up the separate arrow and holds it for the locket to record. ]

Your arrow, Elvenking. [ Inside joke, none of you will get it. ]

Comments

[erythristic]

If you doubt them so, then meet them at the audience. Ask for truth, in front of the whole court. See what responses you get.

[seidhe]

[ Iorveth laughs. ]

Ah yes, place my head upon the axeman's block. Make it easy for them.

[erythristic]

Why would they have any reason to kill you? It's the Seelie who seek to rip what you have away with your dying breath, love.

[such determined pessimism. interesting. how tragic was your past, Iorveth?]

[seidhe]

The head that wears the crown rarely likes to be questioned.

[erythristic]

Then ask from a distance. Many have.

[seidhe]

[ He barks a laugh. ] You think distance will keep you safe?

[erythristic]

I don't need to be kept safe. I do not fear them like you seem to.

[seidhe]

I fear the death of my kind by dh'oine hands, I distrust them and their power. I know their ilk well, and they are all the same.