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[lusiphur]

[It hasn't been very long since his last attempt at communication, but this time he actually has something a little more worthwhile. A few questions, and the first one is perhaps an unusual one.

Lusiphur's location is unclear because the background of the video is mostly just darkness. He's wearing a black bandana on his head so that it covers his long elf ears. It's not an attempt to hide his identity other than he doesn't want to obscure any valid responses to his question.]


Do the words Elen sila lumenn' omentievlo mean anything to anyone who's listening?


[He met an Elf at the feast soon after his arrival who said he had family here. Time to seek them out... and hey, his pronunciation of the phrase is actually pretty good.]


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[truesight]

--obody eat the meatpies!

[ guess who's just barely turned her locket on before shouting her Very Important Message at it? this girl. the only light in the room is a dim candle at the other side of the room and the glow of the video feed, but her eyes are still glowing a bit, a bright green, and she's obviously not in a trance but she totally just had a prophetic dream.

even if it is super.. vague.. ]

For the next - [ quick, math! ] - four days and three nights - [ thinkythink ] - not including this one, don't eat the meatpies. None of them. Not even a bite.

It'll kill you. Maybe.

[ her voice is still rough with sleep and she's got a dark red smudge on her cheek from where the heel of her hand was pressed to it when she fell asleep a few hours before, but. well. she seems totally serious. so, so serious about dem meatpies. ]

I don't know why and I don't know what causes it and I don't know who exactly could end up dead, but. Just to be safe, I'm going to say that nobody should eat them.

-- At least, I think it was a meatpie. It could have been any kind of pie, but they were little, you know? Those little personal pies they always have at the feast, and you can get them in the- you can ask for them anytime. [ wuhh she's tired. crashing fast, even as she's gesturing "LITTLE PIE, THIS BIG!!" with her hands at the camera.. ] I saw a people eating them, and then dropping dead. Quick flashes of it. No details. S'just- the pies.

Okay.

Going to go back to sleep now. But don't eat the pies.

[ sleepy nodnodnodnodnod, and then she's shutting off her locket. and she might not even remember this later, not in full detail, but. well. there's that. ]



[ ooc: this isn't actually anything ..important, I just wanted to futz with Rachel's canon abilities a bit here in a silly way. which I have a permissions post for here if anybody wants to actually have their character choke on a pie, hahaha. or whatever! always up for plotting vague vision things just to mess with characters' heads. could be important things, or silly things like this. but yeah. nothin' to read into here though, which is the main point of my ooc note c: ]

Video; ☆ Both Courts

[aureinsof]

[For a moment, Emil's face is very close to the locket. It moves around as he adjusts it - seeming to be propping it up on something - before he settles back. He's outside the castle, looking bright and cheery.]

Okay. Uhm, hi everyone. I'm putting this to both courts, since it's pretty important. I hope that's fine with everyone. It seems like it's okay that we all talk to each other and become friends, right? Anyway, I got rewarded by the court with Topo--

[Apparently Topo heard his name, because suddenly Emil has a massive wolf creature in his face, excitedly licking him.]

T-Topo! Hey! Stop that! [Topo is trying to bury his head into Emil, which keeps knocking him flat into the snow. Emil wraps his around Topo's neck, stroking his mane to try to pacify him.]

A-Anyway this is Topo, a Fenrir. I know he looks like a monster and, well, he is one but if you see him, please don't attack him. He's my friend. He's also really strong and would defend himself if you did...

[It might be hard to take seriously when the beast in question is making happy dog sounds as Emil pets it. But really, he just doesn't want Topo mauling someone or getting hurt himself.]

Oh! And since he's big and fast, if someone needs help getting somewhere or gets stuck, I don't mind helping out. I think that's all.

[He goes to shut off the locket when he remembers something, quickly picking up the locket.]

A-And! And can, uhm, can someone knit? My scarf was damaged. [THANKS HYDE.] Thank you.

video;

[extramural]

[ There are two brown puppies eating a Christmas pudding off the floor when the camera activates, little tails wagging as they trip over paws that they have yet to grow into. Their muzzles are oddly long even now, but they're not quite as bulky as they will be -- not yet.

A quiet chuckle from behind the locket reveals, to those who may have heard it, the surprising owner of the pups -- the Outsider. The smaller of the pups looks up from the pudding at the sound and scampers over, whining and pawing at his legs until the Outsider bends down to scoop the little one up. The locket, which is floating in midair via magic, is pushed back -- just in time for any viewers to watch as the pup attempts to burrow into the Outsider's shirt. ]

You are unlike others of your kind, little one, [ the god murmurs, smoothing a hand over floppy brown ears. The other pup is still eating the pudding, though at this point it looks more like she's getting in a fight with it. ]

In my world, Wolfhounds are kept and trained by Overseers of the Abbey to hunt heretics. That I should now have a pair myself is rather ironic and more than a little amusing. But then, they are terribly intelligent creatures.

[ The small pup licks at his chin and he starts, blinking. The locket turns off just as his mouth twists up until a slight smile. ]