Forward dated to June 2; video

[inafadingcrown]

[The woman who appears on the screen is sitting on the floor of a forest in what is obviously a makeshift camp. The chirping of birds and the faint sounds of horses can be heard in the background. Her first message is short and simple, open to everyone (though, admittedly, there are a few who she is particularly hoping to hear from).]


I am curious;  how many of you hail from Arda? When did you see it last?

For those who do not, tell me something of your world, if you will. I have time enough for a tale or two.

[Locked to Seelie]

Gi suilon. I am known to some of you already; for those to whom I am not, I will offer a short introduction. [She gives a little nod of her head- not a bow, but still with a slightly formal air.] I am Galadriel, formerly of Lothlórien.

I regret very much that I am not able to offer my greetings in person to those of you who have newly arrived, but, alas, circumstances necessitate my presence elsewhere.

Regardless of my absence, I would offer you- and those who have been longer in this world- use of the lembas and miruvor I received as a boon. Lembas, for those who are unaware, are Elven waybread. My supply of these is dwindling and even a little will provide nourishment for days, so I ask that you take only at need and sparingly. Miruvor is healing cordial, though it may also be used simply to renew strength. Of this I have more, but, again, do not use it needlessly. Both the lembas and the miruvor I keep in my quarters; my maid is likely to be about and able to show you to it. If not, you may contact me and I will find a way to make arrangements.

Upon my return, I will no doubt meet many of you for myself and I will be glad to offer what assistance I may, for I know well that this place may be frightening and strange, however welcoming our hosts may mean to be. Until then, keep well.

[Locked to Maglor]

[Ordinarily, she would deem this unnecessary, but she does know that he was traveling recently. And it's best he know as soon as possible.]

I do not know if you have heard, cousin, but yet another kinsman has found his way to this world.

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[chromosomes]

And you're armed, of course.

[ He manages to make it not sound like a question. Barely. ]

[inafadingcrown]

Naturally. [Perhaps excessively so, in fact.] I insisted that we both be.

[chromosomes]

We've run into little trouble on the road ourselves, but always best to be prepared.

[ And he is well aware that he and the elf king make a much less tempting target than two ladies. ]

Oh- if you see a wandering horse, it may be Thranduil's previous mount.

[inafadingcrown]

You are kind to be concerned for our welfare. Thank you. [She is very much aware of this too. It's something she's considered and it's weighed into her calculations.]

I will bear this mind.

[chromosomes]

No thanks necessary.

[ One hand rubs at the back of his neck. ]

Do you mind if I ask where you're headed?

[inafadingcrown]

We travel to the Station. [Where Thranduil was headed first, if she remembers correctly.]

[chromosomes]

Well then. Depending on how long we stick around and how fast you ride, we might see each other there.

[inafadingcrown]

We aim to arrive in a little more than a week. [Yes, they are riding hard. Celebrian is rather anxious to pick up her ransomed husband, after all. Galadriel practically has to insist that they rest at all.] I hardly imagine Thranduil will wish to linger longer than is necessary; we may well miss one another.

[chromosomes]

I think that'll depend on how Legolas is.

[ And from what little he's heard...

Well. He's not going to talk about it on the open network. ]

[inafadingcrown]

Naturally. [It's worse than she imagined, then. Oh, Celegorm, what have you done? She breaths a soft sigh.]

If our paths do cross, I would be well pleased to meet in person.

[chromosomes]

If they don't at the Station, I'm sure they will some other time. I'll look forward to it.

[inafadingcrown]

As will I.