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[rangerandking]

{There is magic embedded in all Palantíri and Aragorn, in other circumstances, would not be comfortable with it. However Maglor has left him a gift and he intends to use it. It is clear the Elf put much thought into this system of communication.}

Lord Maglor... {His voice will echo over the Shards and they will burn with a bright, pure light.} ...has left us a means of communication outside of the Lockets. We should not let it gather dust.

What plans have you for the upcoming months?

{OOC: I believe only those who possess the Shards Maglor gave out will be able to receive this message. Palantíri are funny that way.

Those are able to see this message are: Javik, Alice, Aubri, Muscovy, Nerdanel, Waver, Kaldur and Rin.}

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[rangerandking]

I am not an Elf, my lady, though I am descended from one who was Half-Elven. He chose a mortal life and thus gave way to my family line. {However...} I do reap some benefit from that connection. I will live longer than regular Men...

{If people stop stealing his Shard.}

And my senses are heightened. {But grief is no less hard.} Where ere they have traveled, I wish them well and I am honored to have met someone so important to my ancestor.

[gandere]

Important..? No, you misunderstand.

[ Clearly she doesn't think he thought that way of her, but there must have been a reason he left her with one of those. Perhaps to make more of them? She's not sure. ]

I helped him create these. [ Helped, she says, in case there's any stranger listening in. ]

I'm nothing more than an artificer.

[rangerandking]

How so? {Her discomfort is a little amusing, but he doesn't laugh.} Then you came into contact with the Shards of those who are dear to me.

{He pauses, humming.} Have you worked with other Shards?

[gandere]

Yes. As a gem magus, my specialty is jewels and minerals. I've familiarized myself with most of the ores and other materials present in Allaidh Darach in order to expand on my craft. The request from Lord Maglor had been unique.

Normally I use the shards of those who have left by re-configuring their design, re-shaping them so that they could be set in jewelry. His request was peculiar and he told me of how the stones from his homeland had worked. The Palantíri he called them.

I simply duplicated the system for him last month before he... ah, before he. [ She had started off so strong too. ]

Sorry, I'm no good at this comforting thing. No good at it at all.

[rangerandking]

The Dwarves must have been fond of you. {Her collection must have drawn their eye more than once.} The Palantíri are used for foul purposes in our world, however this set of Palantíri are different. It seems he meant for it to be used amongst those he trusted.

{A brief glimpse of his smile can be seen. It's a pained sort of expression but also amused.}

I would worry if you were good at it. It would mean you have had practice.

[gandere]

[ If they are, they haven't sought her out yet. Their interest probably rests with her familiar and companion, Lancelot. He's the blacksmith and she's nothing more than a girl who makes pretty crystals. ]

That was the impression I got from him. He wished for them to be used, to give them purpose, as if to not forget those who left this world. Naturally he would give them... to those he trusts, though I honestly don't know why I fall under that. Perhaps it was―[ The kindness she showed him after he bared his heart over the locket?

Rin never quite finishes the sentence, choosing to answer him. ] People come and go. I've grown used to it.

[rangerandking]

{They have fine tastes for pretty crystals.}

He left me the Master Palantíri, which contains the Shard of the Elf who raised me. There is great meaning in these creations. {He doesn't have the heart to let them sit around unused.} Your skill and your interactions with him likely earned you one, my lady. Lord Maglor was adept at seeing a person's true self.

{He wishes he could say he hasn't gotten used to it, but part of him has.}

We must live whether they are present or not.

[gandere]

[ She wouldn't say no to an introduction. Might even get along well with them. She's a bit on the short side herself. ]

With age comes that sort of wisdom, I suppose. [ She's too young to know the value of others or how to appreciate them. Keeping everyone at arm's length and then some for so many years in their youth does that to a child.

While technically a child no longer, she still acts like one at times. ] I won't try to make sense of it, but I'll be grateful all the same.

It's just a matter of allowing the other holders to trust me. To know who all holds one would be good, though I suppose it's none of my business. Is that why you've called out?

To meet us?

[rangerandking]

{Unfortunately most - if not all - of them have gone home.}

Elves are born with a certain amount of wisdom. The rest they gain over their endless lives. {Aragorn was much like Rin in his youth, but the War over the One Ring has changed him.} It was kindly meant.

{So it's nothing to worry about.}

Yes. I wished to know who else possessed the Palantíris and what sort of people they were.

[gandere]

[ It's still something to worry about, but that's just her own paranoia. Speaking with an unknown person where others could possibly hear was enough to make her anxiety bubble forth, but not in a way that's hostile. ]

Rin Tohsaka.

You haven't heard of me, have you? [ A number of Unseelie have by now, but his answer should give her enough information to work with. He's either a newcomer or from a completely different court.

Or she could just not be as popular as she thinks herself to be. There's that. ]

[rangerandking]

A pleasure, Lady Rin. {There is an awkward pause wherein he considers his answer. He doesn't wish to upset her, but he won't lie either.} I have not. I was a member of the Seelie court before my Shard was taken.

{Now he looks out for himself and tries to keep the Elves safe and well-supplied.}

[gandere]

Before your shard was... [ Ohhh.

It's too late to take the words back, but she understood what that meant. He must have been killed if he was to lose his shard... or had it ripped out of him. Both options aren't very favorable to think about and here she was, making him relive it with her carelessness. ]

Has your court cast you out then?

[rangerandking]

I take it you are familiar with the process? {Hey, he isn't judging and the pain from his wounds has since faded - except when he strains himself.} I was given lodging in their crypt and they did not take the gifts they had bestowed on me, but the rest is gone.

[gandere]

No, but I'm familiar with the consequences.

[ She can't be much help, but: ] Will you be all right?

[rangerandking]

I will not deny that it has been...difficult. {He will bear the scars for the rest of his time in the Drabwurld.} The Elves have been kind to me. As long as they need me, how can I complain?

[gandere]

What happens when they don't? Where will you travel?

[ This one certainly is nosy. ] The natives might take you in, but if someone were to arrive from your world... you wouldn't know.

[rangerandking]

To the forests, perhaps. I can live on my own.

{Ranger skills help in that regard even if the possibility seems grim.}

How do you suggest I keep abreast of news?

[gandere]

Make friends with Shardbearers. [ It's a terrible way to go about it, but what else was there? ]

Though with the castle in ruins, I wonder if there will be any newcomers for some time.

[rangerandking]

I have done so to some degree, but it couldn't hurt to make more.

{Trades can be made for information.}

The castle could be repaired over night or those new to the world could be brought elsewhere. Nothing is certain.