[Seelie] Attack on Glaem - Who wants to help evacuate? (or evacuate)

[ringbeast]

[Kousuke's set his locket on the head of his bed, and he's back away from it, waving, though a bit unenthusiastically.]

Hey guys, I got this locked away from Unseelie, because I'm gonna assume most Unseelie aren't here, and I don't really want the army marchin' on us to see where we're evacuating people. Which is what I'm talkin' about.

This army ain't strictly fighting for the Unseelie, and ain't strictly fighting against the Seelie. From what I heard, it's a guy who roused an army to try to get somethin' back he thinks is his. So I'm opening up an offer and a discussion on where, how and when to evacuate.

If you're a noncombatant, if you can't promise yourself you can hold a weapon and maybe kill somebody, then your job is to evacuate and help other people leave too. If you wanna make it a nice trip, I recommend Parrais. It's safe and high up in the mountains to the west, and if they close down, they'll still have enough supplies for everybody. You're probably gonna have to pull your weight, but it's gonna be safe.

If you don't mind livin' off the land for a while, you can hide out in Eaglais, where the Unseelie can't go. I don't wanna let anyone who doesn't know how to camp go and do that, though. So you better have a group that knows what they're doin'...

Oh, and there's the Station, which I haven't been to yet, but which seems pretty safe. Neutral territory and all.

Okay, so. Bottom line is... If you're gonna be of better use outta town when the army gets here, then I'm ready to find you a place to go and help you get there.

And if you got any better ideas about places for people to go, let me know. Also, let me know if you got any ideas of how we're gonna deal with this situation... Cos I'm not a bad strategist, but I don't really wanna put any bets on our side right now.

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[ringbeast]

Yeah... Yeah that's more than enough to drive somebody crazy. Even just knowin' your dad signed you up for crap like that. I mean, at least, uh... At least usually you got a choice. Ugh, I dunno.

[He runs his fingers through his hair scruffling it up.]

I dunno... Maglor still seems to be kinda happy. I guess all that kinda stuff is up to him. I mean, the last time I met... somebody who maybe shouldn't have been around anymore... Man, all she wanted was to keep goin. All we wanted was for her to stay. Things were way different, but...

[He winces at the idea of condemning someone to death. Thinks about the way everybody used Koyomi... Maybe if Maglor had something better to live for, but... With the Silmaril here, it was a little too late for that.]

I mean, favor or not... You gotta be careful about who you trust and why. It'd be nice if he could turn right around, take his army back home, but I doubt that's gonna happen. I mean, whether you still got the seed of good inside you, even if you... Even if you're something like you, all full of good and light and...

[He stops, gritting his teeth, trying to stop thinking about the memories of the phantoms back home, and how much it hurt to have to figure out that they really weren't human, even the ones who hadn't changed at all.]

Everybody's got the potential for good, y'know. Even monsters and stuff. But... But that doesn't mean that I'm not gonna fight him if I have to, because even good people can do terrible things.

[He sighs, pausing himself to gather things together and calm himself down.]

But yeah. I think Aubri's gonna be okay. Enough people offered to heal him up. I think he's a big-time fighter. I mean, he better be, bein' part lion and part eagle, right?

I can't believe they really would cut you open for your shard...

[It's not a disbelieving statement, it's a statement of quiet shock.]

[orcsurfing]

He can still smile, indeed, and it is a great feat with all that he had seen, lived through and done. Elven memories never fade, though, he will never forget. I wish there was a single thing that could make him turn towards the light once more.

[ Much in the same way Legolas will never forget the pain and agony when the blazing white braiding iron cut through skin and flesh and scorched bone. It still hurts, even now, when he draws his bow, when he moves just so. Or the shame he felt, bared before a company of orcs and humiliated with his hair sheared off short the way it is now.

His eyebrows draw into a frown, eyes closing briefly, before he forces his expression to smooth out again. ]

Think of the wolves, the way mothers will care with great tenderness and gentleness for their young, but will not hesitate to cut open, maul and even kill all those who threaten them. Think of the birds that will do the same, all the wild beasts. Such is the world as Celegorm sees it now, cruelty twining with kindness for all of infinity.

But make no mistake, my trust is not so easily won, what I am saying is that I do not condemn him. Neither him nor his brother, though I loathe what they have done. Of the kinslayings, I have only heard stories from my father who had lived through one of such. Ever have I felt... sorry for them, the lengths they have been forced to go to because the Valar would not help, because nobody would give up the gems once they fell into their hands.

And Clarisse will not give up the gem either, [ And ever does he wonder why. ] so you are right that he will not turn his army around. And if you have to fight him, do so and do not hesitate for he will not.

[ ... though then most puzzled expression comes onto his face. Almost comical maybe coming in after words grave and of great import. Legolas blinks, his lips part and he cocks an eyebrow. ]

Part lion, part eagle? [ Ahem, he nods his head then, chasing away surprise with return of a genuine gladness. ] Though I am glad he will be well.

[ And as a last explanation, a warning of a sort too, he adds with great intent and his tone speaking the words that don't become voiced: be careful of all. ]

'tis the only way in which to retrieve them and... many may yet desire them in this world.

[ringbeast]

That sounds awful. I mean, there's some stuff it's good to remember, but rememberin' every crappy thing. Eugh.

[He runs over a brief litany of embarrassing things he's done that he's never managed to forget. Reliving them all every time he remembered them would be pretty awful.]

I mean, I don't think either of us are gonna be convinced. Basically wolves don't mess with people who don't mess with them, so I don't really buy it. A wolf's not gonna go after somebody and mess them up cos they think it might help someday in advance. But, man. It's all a different culture to me. I'll just defer to you about elves.

If nothin' else, I agree that she shoulda just given it up. Wish I'd found that thing. You couldn't pay me to start a war like this. What's so great about 'em?

[He shrugs.]

Anyhow, I won't hold back. I met Maglor, and I like him all right, but... Not enough to let myself get killed just so I don't have to make him sadder.

Oh, yeah, Aubri's a gryphon. He's strong. He'll be okay.

[The touch of mind-speech makes him freeze up for a moment, but Maglor did it to him too, so he's not that surprised.]

Yeah... Okay. Uh. Glad you got outta the whole thing okay, Legolas. Take care of yourself.