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eachdraidh2015-02-02 08:37 pm
rangerandking) wrote in eachdraidh2015-02-02 08:37 pm
{Video: Open to Both Courts}
The King is optimistic!
{The musical lilt of the voice is caught somewhere between male and female. Further questions concerning the Fae's gender are introduced when they lift the Locket to peer into it playfully. Eyes the color of sparkling emeralds greet anyone watching until the Fae holds the Locket further back.
They are clothed in the finest of gossamer, yet it hangs just so to keep the mystery alive - not that Aragorn minds or is looking.
He is sitting on a rock nearby, sorting herbs - of the healing sort most likely - for his use should he need them in a hurry. There is a small smile on his face, though he doesn't spare the Fae a glance.}
Am I?
There are many Kings.
{At that, he shifts and looks up, breathing in deeply through his nose.}
Are they ever happy?
Only when a war is won.
And their people are safe. {He finishes and rises, brushing off his pants. Moving to stand beside the Fae - whom he dwarfs in height - he grits his teeth.}
Boe? {"Is it necessary?" The war, that is.}
Who can say? We abide; we keep our home. Would you see it ravaged so?
Û. {"No."}
Rise, Estel, Elessar, Elfstone! Sharpen your blade and show them what peace means to you.
{Aragorn makes a soft sound in his throat and holds out his hand. The Fae drops his Locket onto his palm, flashing a smile.}
{The musical lilt of the voice is caught somewhere between male and female. Further questions concerning the Fae's gender are introduced when they lift the Locket to peer into it playfully. Eyes the color of sparkling emeralds greet anyone watching until the Fae holds the Locket further back.
They are clothed in the finest of gossamer, yet it hangs just so to keep the mystery alive - not that Aragorn minds or is looking.
He is sitting on a rock nearby, sorting herbs - of the healing sort most likely - for his use should he need them in a hurry. There is a small smile on his face, though he doesn't spare the Fae a glance.}
Am I?
There are many Kings.
{At that, he shifts and looks up, breathing in deeply through his nose.}
Are they ever happy?
Only when a war is won.
And their people are safe. {He finishes and rises, brushing off his pants. Moving to stand beside the Fae - whom he dwarfs in height - he grits his teeth.}
Boe? {"Is it necessary?" The war, that is.}
Who can say? We abide; we keep our home. Would you see it ravaged so?
Û. {"No."}
Rise, Estel, Elessar, Elfstone! Sharpen your blade and show them what peace means to you.
{Aragorn makes a soft sound in his throat and holds out his hand. The Fae drops his Locket onto his palm, flashing a smile.}
video;
I am not foolish enough to believe a world full of magic would be kinder or less prone to fighting. There will always be strife and turmoil. I speak, instead, of the way in which we were unkindly sorted.
In many worlds, brother fighting brother is common. But it is not so when we had no choice in which court we were placed in.
video;
They create the strife by sorting us and pitting us against one another. According to them, we are doomed to suffer a victory and a defeat regardless of who triumphs.
{Unless someone is completely hard-hearted to the sufferings of the opposing court.}
We must communicate to ease the harm the courts have caused.
video;
[ A horrible fate, one she refuses to submit to. ]
I agree. We should speak to each other, both sides, and find common ground in this war. Those who have family on both sides should lead by example, prove that we can be more than just Seelie and Unseelie. There are other options for us.