open video. (forward dated to morning after feast)

[chivalrist]

You know, I admit, I can't fault your choice here. But a little notice would have been nice. [ the message comes from the armoury; Nabooru is snooping around, locket in one hand as the other drifts past a few polished handles. her expression is one of heavy scrutiny - though impressed by the range and quality, it doesn't seem to be enough for her. she does, however, work with some level of care so as to not show much of the space and resources off to potential enemies. ]

I want a smith! [ she says, with just a fleeting kind of grin. ] These are fine weapons, but quality does not make trust, and I like to know my blades and who forged them. If there's a price, I'll meet it. Materials, I'll get them.

[ there's a wink, which might just be a tad suggestive, before she moves on. there's less levity in her tone now. ]

I have an offer, though, for some of you. Even I require a sparring partner, difficult though it may be to believe. But more than that, there are those among us who are expected to fight battles with no knowledge or strength. [ her gaze now is thoughtful, appraising, her chin tipping upwards proudly. ] I can teach that strength, to those who wish it, and I am a much sought after teacher! Usually, I would only teach girls, as my Gerudo soldiers are all women - but, I will allow those men that are not fools.

[ there's a challenge in her tone there, like she anticipates being disappointed - at least until she barks a laugh. ]

Wahahahaha! Don't be shy, alright?

Open to both courts

[tawarwaith]

[Tauriel looks at the locket with more familiarity this time. This at least was something she was comfortable with and it made announcing her reappearance a little easier.]

To those of you who do not know me, I am Tauriel of the Woodland Realm, previously of Mirkwood. To those of you who do know me, I am glad to see you once more, though I cannot say it is with any great joy. I am not happy to once again know that I have been recruited against my will to fight against those I deem dear to me. But I am glad to see familiar faces and know I am not alone. Can anyone tell me how long I have been away and what has happened? The last I remember was being in the Station.