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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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[inafadingcrown]

[DEAN. Help her out, here. She is genuinely surprised and appalled.]

I have never heard such things.

[ganking]

Not a shocker. Kinda doubt you pointy-eared folk like to tell stories like that 'bout yourselves. [ .....beat, as he peers at the screen. ] Do you...you know? [ eat kids, or whatever. ]

[inafadingcrown]

Of course not.

[ganking]

Just asking. [ gees. ] I mean, no offense and all, but you ain't exactly the first pretty face I've seen, and usually it's the pretty ones who end up bein' dangerous in the non-fun way.

[inafadingcrown]

[Just asking if she ate children. Good Lord, Dean.]

Oh, I may be dangerous; I have never denied that. But never without cause.