Video/Action at the Station/backdated to the 25th

[inafadingcrown]

[Locked to Seelie]

[Galadriel’s manner is all business like when she appears onscreen and her speech is the same- clipped, efficient, precise.]

Recently, I was gifted with several messages which I believe to be of great import. Until I am certain of their intended audience and their meaning, I am hesitant to discuss them openly. I realize, however, that others here have access to resources that I do not. In this instance, practicality constrains my caution; I would know what information others have on these matters. I would ask if the name 'Isengrim' means aught to any here, or if any know of either the Fourteenth Sigil or a Wreath festival.

[Sparse in details, but that's done purposefully. This is more fishing for people to respond than looking for information outright. She doesn't exactly want to carry these conversations over a public channel.]

[Private video to Peeta Mellark]

I have a favor I would ask of you, Master Mellark, if you are willing.

[Open for action in the Station]

[Anyone in the common areas here may stumble across Galadriel, her hair tossed up in a quick bun, bent over a map of the Drabworld, marking paths and locations with a pencil and jotting names and numbers down into a small notebook.]

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[chaoticwhimsy]

[Lumina was never one for caring about being rude. Still, she gave a smile that was either apologetic or amused.]

Lumina.

[inafadingcrown]

[Either apologetic or amused works. She was half teasing anyway.]

Well, Lumina, I am considering making the journey to Truen. Have you been?

[chaoticwhimsy]

Nope. [The child turns to peer at the map again, scanning it before she taps at Caer Scima.]

I've only been to castle gloomy and this place.

[inafadingcrown]

Ah. We are from opposing courts, then. [She finds Caer Glaem and gives it a tap.] If Caer Scima is 'Castle Gloomy,' then we may call Caer Glaem ' the Castle of Splendor.'

[chaoticwhimsy]

Oh! [Lumina can't quite keep a straight face.] I guess that means we have to fight now!

[She puts up a tiny, completely not-threatening fist and shakes it.]

[inafadingcrown]

[That gets an outright laugh] Nay, certainly not. I made my way to neutral ground for a reason, little one.

[chaoticwhimsy]

[Lumina just giggles and puts her hand down, her legs swinging away under the table.]

So what's it like? At Castle Splendor? It's on my list of places to go but they prooooobably won't let me in, huh?

[inafadingcrown]

I would not recommend making the attempt, no. But the name says it all, does it not? It is a fair sight, indeed, Caer Glaem- all shining towers and lush gardens.

[chaoticwhimsy]

Sounds boring. [She giggled.] All those fancy places always seem to be full of stiff old people who never want to have any fun.

[inafadingcrown]

Oh, I beg to differ! I have spent a great deal of my life in 'fancy places' and I assure you, there is always merriment to be found, if one knows where to look.

[chaoticwhimsy]

Merriment is never the same thing as fun, you know. It's probably fancy tea parties where everyone stands around talking about politics.

[inafadingcrown]

You make it sound as if the nobility is born fully grown. I was child in 'fancy place' such as that. you know.

[chaoticwhimsy]

Oh yeah. Aging is a thing most places huh.

[Hmm.]

So what did you do for fun as a kid, huh?

[inafadingcrown]

For some more than others. [Says the eight thousand plus year old elf.]

It depended on the day and upon my mood. Some days, I would simply read, or sing, or garden. Others, I might go riding, or swimming. Or I might choose to leave one of my brothers' favorite tunics at the top of the highest tree I could find.

[chaoticwhimsy]

[Lumina giggles at that last bit.]

Okay, that sounds fun. The rest of it doesn't, though.

[inafadingcrown]

Ah, so you are a troublemaker! [A little laugh] Well, suffice it to say there was more of that sort of fun than I now care to admit.

[chaoticwhimsy]

A troublemaker? Me? [Lumina manages to put on an air of pure innocence, even pressing her hands together piously.]

I have no idea what you could mean.