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[inafadingcrown]

[The video feed flips on, focusing (after a few seconds of jostling around) on Galadriel, sitting on the steps of the Initiative Hold, her sheathed sword beside her. Having just finished training, she’s attired appropriately, wearing a simple dress and with her hair braided and wound about her head- displaying those pointed ears quite prominently for those who might have missed them before.]

I grow weary of the constant grey here. It is overlong since I have heard a running stream or seen the sunlight filtered through the forest canopy.

Tell me, those of you who have journeyed outside this city: does greenery yet remain in this world? It would do my heart well even to hear of it.

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[commentboxtroll]

Seems like a waste to me. There's nothing but clouds and rain all the time.

[ Why anyone would ever want to sit out here and enjoy the gloom, he wouldn't be able to say. ]

Well, yes and no. I'm trying to figure out if you're planning to challenge people who try to pass or not. That seems the trend with people who hang out in front of doors with swords.

[inafadingcrown]

[She wasn't entirely serious, you know.

That gets a full laugh] Not at all. In truth, I paused only to catch my breath and compose my thoughts.

[commentboxtroll]

[ She's an elf, right? Aren't they supposed to be serious about weather and things? Like, nature things. ]

Oh, good. I don't have to find a new way in after all. [ Now that he knows he's not about to get stabbed, he'll stroll up to the stairs and give her sword a curious look as he does. ] No bows for you, huh?

[inafadingcrown]

[The more connected you are to something, the more you are free to joke about it, in a way. She takes nature utterly serious and that's why she can poke fun at her own reactions to it.]

I can use a bow if I wish. But it is not my weapon of choice.

[It's a pretty normal longsword, the only thing truly remarkable about it is the decoration she has added to the sheathe: leaves framing a heraldic device.]

[commentboxtroll]

You're the second to admit to that. I guess the stereotype is more true than I would've thought.

[ Elves and their arrows. ]

But good on you for having variety.

[ A sword is a sword to Caesar. The marking on the sheathe garners a second of interest of its own, but that's all. ]

[inafadingcrown]

The Sindar and Silvan elves are more known for their archery; I have lived among them for many years, but I, myself, am Noldor. My father's people are known for their skill with swords- both in the use of them and in their creation.

[She gives a little smile.] I make no claim to mastery of either, of course, and I would prefer to forgo their use entirely.

[commentboxtroll]

So, what, are we talking different kingdoms of elves here or just different little villages?

[ Trying to line up all these other weird elves with what he knows about his own world's elves. They can't be all that different, right? ]

Though that's too bad. People always go for those weird foreign-made weapons. You would've cornered the market if you were some fancy elven blacksmith. [ A glance is given back towards the city beyond the hold. ] Well, if this place even had a market for swords.

[inafadingcrown]

It is less a matter of realms and more a matter of heritage.

[A little smile] I once had a friend who fit that description.

[commentboxtroll]

So family stuff.

[ Which suddenly seems to make him less interested. Realms and nations he can talk about, but family things? Eh. ]

Did you? Well, maybe they'll end up here, too, since apparently the Initiative has no control over who that machine of theirs grabs.

[inafadingcrown]

Cultures, more like. [If she knew the term "ethnicities," she might use that. And, man. It would be awkward if Celebrimbor showed up. Unrequited love is so uncomfortable.]

Perhaps. They do seem to have a fondness for my kith and kin as of late.

[commentboxtroll]

Oh. I guess that's not as boring, then.

[ It could turn into an elven reality tv show, just think about it. It's be great. ]

Your kith and kin... You're not related to all the elves that have been ending up here, are you?

[inafadingcrown]

[An Elven reality tv show would be wonderful. She laughs a little.]

Not all, no. My cousin was here for a time and my granddaughter and her father remain here still. That is all. [Until next intro log, when her daughter will show up...]

[commentboxtroll]

Lucky you. Some of those other elves seem pretty obnoxious... [ And loud and easily angered. ] Though I sure hope that thing doesn't make it a habit to pull in family for people.

[inafadingcrown]

[Just a little amused smile at the first part.] What is it they said was their criteria? "The potential for heroism?" I imagine that would depend on one's family.

[commentboxtroll]

Tsk. "Potential for heroism" could cover a lot of people I wouldn't want to see here... and it's broken, so it likely doesn't even stick to that!

[ He shakes his head and finally gets moving again, stepping up onto the stairs and past her. ]

Oh well. Not much to do about that. Have fun with your gloomy weather.

[ His way of saying goodbye. Looks like he's reached his small talk quota for the day! ]