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.

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[orcsurfing]

I have no doubt in your ability to get through it safely, but should you run into trouble do not hesitate to contact me.

[ In ways, it's a lot like Mirkwood at its worst, after all, the forest of La Llorona. More dangerous, yet if he managed to get through the way he had, in the state he had been, he's confident Tauriel will be safe as well. ]

We will speak at length when we see each other next. My plans, I wish not to speak of while using the magic granted by the monarchs.

[tawarwaith]

I understand. I would much prefer to speak with you in person.

[She didn't trust anything of the monarchs, from the imps that served the Unseelie court, to the locket about her neck, useful tool though it was. And she was eager to see him, and to see how his healing had progressed. His wounds had after all been dire.]

Should the need arise, I will reach out to you. Until then Mellon nin be safe.

[orcsurfing]

Then we shall see each other soon. You too travel safe, Tauriel.

[ And for the moment that is all that needs to be said, in the end, until they can speak privately and of all that he has already planned out. ]