Accidental Video | Seelie & Unseelie | sometime during a break in worm fighting

[bythewaves]

[ The locket comes alive with a voice - deep and wild as the sea, it sings a lament in a language that seems made for music. The songs starts partway, and it is obvious perhaps that the singer is not aware that he is being recorded. There is the flash of one of the Unseelie imps, before it vanishes offscreen to reveal the singer - a man, or something like one, dark haired and grey eyed, with his face turned up to the stars.

To any who listen, the words of the song will paint themselves in the mind - white ships and blood on the sand, a tall and proud people with bright banners beneath a new-born sun, fire and blood and tears unimaginable, and three brilliant jewels that rival the stars ]

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[bythewaves]

[ ask him about dark elves and she will get some very odd looks considering what they use that word for in his world ]

Like our Sindar and Silvan kin then... [ he murmurs quietly ] A far different one to ours it seems, although tis true that even in my time there are few who are happy to bring forth children in the uncertain times of war. [ a curious look, he wonders how young you are, although he won't press ]

There are many who would say that our chances are long ago wasted, Lady Deedlit. [ he looks old for a second - ancient and weary beyond counting ] I have seen too many brought to ruin by my hands.

[friendofspirits]

[Deedlit is actually thinking about how much they seem to be alike, though they are from completely different places.]

That's very true. But if they keep going as they are, they'll find their demise. I'm 160 years old and even I can see that. Or maybe they can't because they have so many years to them...

[It was only a matter of time before someone--or something--found the power to get through the barrier. Just because something hadn't yet didn't mean it wouldn't. Deedlit sighs heavily.]

Well I'm not one of those who would say that. Though I can appreciate your stubbornness in trying to make me wary.

[bythewaves]

160! [ so young, and it startles a pained smile from him ] Oh, young one, you must be precious to them indeed! You should be home with your family, not fighting in a war like this.

[ he shakes his head ]

Tithen pen*, please be careful - to loose one so young would be grievous indeed.


* little one

[friendofspirits]

[She can't help but laugh softly, shaking her head.]

This isn't even the first war I've been involved with. Staying buried in the forests isn't going to do anyone any good.

[She's happy that he seems to be concerned for her, though. So she does her best to seem completely confident.]

I'm always careful. [Kind of.] But I'll do my best to stay safe here.

[bythewaves]

I grieve that war is seen even in your lands, lady. [ and he looks so very tired, for a moment - old and weary as if time was pressing down on him ]

And I thank you for at least that consideration.