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[wildgift]

[Granted, Stefen hasn't been here that long, but he's already restless. He isn't much of an explorer--even in a place he knows, let alone a strange one--and, truthfully, it's dangerous and if there's anything a Bard knows how to avoid it's danger and discomfort.

So instead, he sits, gittern in his lap for a moment or two before he begins a song. It makes him feel better, even if he isn't doing anything besides playing, not using his Gift or his voice at all. It's something familiar, at the very least, and he sighs when it's over, then makes a face.]

Perhaps I just haven’t been here long enough, but I imagine I’m not the only one who feels they’ll go mad in white linen if I stay here much longer. [A pause.] Not that the place is without its charms, surely, but… [Sigh.] Does one ever get used to it?

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[wildgift]

To be quite honest, I've never been either, but at least in Valdemar I had something to do that felt like it was doing something. [He sighs] I suppose I should be used to--or at least resigned to--being a decoration, but I think I resent it a little, regardless.

[orcsurfing]

Not a single person should ever be forced to resign to such a fate.

[ He sounds sympathetic, with light, urging intent in his tone. ]

Your song was beautiful. Are you a bard?

[wildgift]

I am, yes. And we never do anything useful if we can avoid it, so I wouldn't worry too much about my rather ornamental status.

[orcsurfing]

[ Well, he has to chuckle at that. ]

So long as it does not become a permanent state. It would be a shame if you could no longer play and sing, but merely stood all statue like.

[wildgift]

I don't believe it will come to that. In fact I think I'd rather die.

[orcsurfing]

That we cannot allow. Thus my advice is! Speak to the fairies, if you grow bored. They love attention and they are ever full of mischief, they will keep you occupied.

[wildgift]

Don't tell me that. I'm liable to actually listen. Surely there's enough mischief to get into without help.

[orcsurfing]

My advice remains the same, no matter! Be the breath of fresh air amongst the mischief makers. These are dark times in Drabwurld, surely all will enjoy a laugh or two.

[wildgift]

I certainly don't doubt it, my lord, but I should like not to make too large a nuisance of myself.

[orcsurfing]

You could never be worse than the fairies themselves. Though I have always found them most endearing, I know it is not a commonly shared thought.

[ Or the monarchs, in his opinion, but he keeps that part to himself with a stranger for now. ]

My name is Legolas, I should have said, son of Thranduil.

[wildgift]

Yes, but I do enjoy having people to talk to who don't hate me. Besides, I believe there's a certain someone who's rather I kept my head down and not draw attention to myself.

Well-met. Mine is Stefen. [Son of nobody, but he doesn't say it out loud.]