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.

Comments

text.

[tensed]

[ the answer draws him up short. he deflates; the argument he had been preparing dies in his fingers.

that doesn't sound like something anyone from the capitol would say. gale frowns at the screen. ]

they have to be some pretty strong trees [ sarcasm? who can tell. ]
how tall do they get?

text forever and you get a vague answer because I have no idea

[inafadingcrown]

[Sarcasm or not, it's true.]

Alas, I cannot give you a precise measurement, but I have seen them grow tall beyond the buildings of Men. [We're talking storeys here.]

[tensed]

[ alas. seriously. ]

what does that make you?

[inafadingcrown]

[Yes, seriously. She's not even feeling particularly poetic right now. Just wait until she is.]

You ask of my race, I assume? I am one of the Eldar- an "elf" in the common tongue.

[tensed]

your one of the people that kidnapped us?

[ elves. fairies. same diff. ]

[inafadingcrown]

No. [Decidedly not same diff.] This is no more my home than yours.

[tensed]

yeah? so what makes you different?

[inafadingcrown]

To answer properly, I would need to know more of our hosts. [How much sarcasm you read into the word 'hosts' is up to you.] What separates you from them? I imagine my answer would be much the same- history, culture, languages. There are some similarities, true, but this is not my home and these are not my people. It is as simple as that.

[tensed]

you really think it's that simple?

[inafadingcrown]

I know who I am and who I am not. [And really, that's all he's asked. She hasn't said a word about allegiances or loyalties.] You will now tell me how it is more complex, I assume.

[tensed]

you can assume all you want I don't have anything to say

[inafadingcrown]

It is a curious thing, to initiate conversation when one has nothing to say.

[tensed]

you asked first

[ what are you, five? ]

[inafadingcrown]

[It's a good thing this isn't audio, because she just laughed]

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[tensed]

you haven't said who you are either

oh man, I failed at coding there

[inafadingcrown]

[That's right- she introduced herself only to the Seelie, didn't she?] True. You must forgive me my lack of manners. I am called Galadriel.

[tensed]

[ how is that even pronounced. ]

gale

[ hazelle would be so proud. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Well, if he had picked the audio option, then he would know, wouldn't he?]

A pleasure, Gale.

[tensed]

[ shut up pretty mutt lady ]

Yeah.

[ and that's it, that's all he wrote. much talk wow. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Wow, such a great conversationalist. His mother must be proud.]

Will you tell me something of your home, now that I have spoken of mine?

[tensed]

there aren't any golden trees in mine

[ his way of saying don't expect nice things. there are no nice things in panem. ]

[inafadingcrown]

I will expect none. [Message received.]

[tensed]

theres woods around dictrict 12
none of the trees are gold but they change colors when autumn comes
all the leaves turn red except for the evergreens
its pretty

[inafadingcrown]

Do you miss them?

[tensed]

[ yes. ]

its illegal to go into them [ a non-answer. ]