video. can never really keep the wood elf out of the forest

[orcsurfing]

[ Taught by witnessing his father's trial and error with those little devices, Legolas' own attempt is a little less disjointed. It's a clear picture of him from the very beginning with a fairy accompanying him that some may already find familiar as she would return to Legolas' side time and again ever since the welcoming feast days ago. Though unlike the many times before, she does not seem as happy.

His eyebrow is cocked a notch, the corner of his lip curled subtly in an expression of bemusement that is not devoid of amusement, or simple cheerfulness. Something like this will never be a preferred method to simply speaking face to face with another, but he can see its uses and he can see how convenient it is as well: to address many all at once, without needing to gather them all in one place or hunt down each and every one personally. Exactly as his current purpose requires. ]

I am Legolas, son of Thranduil. My father's purpose with you was with regards to the fortress itself. My own is with what we may find beyond it and along the borders.

I am to set out to travel into the Great Greenwood forest to investigate our borders within a day and I am looking for volunteers to accompany me. [ Not out of necessity, for he can travel by himself just as well, if not even more efficiently being an elf, but more so out of a wish for company as well as an attempt to build trust among the many various individuals gathered, all that were to be allies. Foster a sense of cooperation, rather than alienate himself. ] Such that are capable of travelling swift and light, riding hard and handling a weapon efficiently.

It is a short notice, but preparations are all too easy thanks to our hosts.

[ He offers a smile, dark lashes lowered over bright eyes, such a contrast to the pale gold of the hair framing his face. ]

If you wish to ride with me, you may come in contact with me by the means of the lockets and I will let you know of the time and the place.

[ That is all as far as parting words go, the feed is closed with a snap of the locket. ]

Comments

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[philalexandros]

Reconnaissance... that sounds very prudent.

My name is Hephaestion. I'd like to accompany you, if you'll have me.

[orcsurfing]

[ There will be a delay in response, because much as Legolas had thought he had the whole thing down, such as how to manage the locket, how to reach people and how to respond to them ... it wasn't quite so. The text function takes a moment to figure out, but with the help of his self-appointed little helper, finally it comes: ]

Well met. I should hope you are aware of the hardships to come? This land is an unknown,
and I cannot test each and every volunteer, so I put my trust in you all.
If so, we shall set out tomorrow before the sunrise, I will see you at the stables.

[philalexandros]

You need not worry about it. I have spent years traveling unknown, dangerous lands and I don't expect this to be that much more difficult.

[orcsurfing]

Neither do I, in truth, but there will be no time to teach the young and unaccustomed to such travel.
I only wish to make sure all are aware.