Backdated - Harvestmere 4

[mythalenaste]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Pel, Sina, and Herian
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Quick "we're not dead" announcement
WHEN: Harvestmere 3
WHERE: Near Halamshiral
NOTES: Talk of violence, arson.

We're all right. Herian, Sina and I. I don't know who--what the Inquisition knows about what happened, but we were having negotiations with Clan Grymusseth and they took us. It was a trap all along.

We're back at the Inquisition camp being tended to. Their camp is on fire.

[OOC: Put the name(s) of the people you want your character to address (Sina, Herian, or Pel) in the subject line. Their disappearance lasted for hours after a negotiation began, so the local Inquisition camp began rescue efforts before they reappeared. If you want your character to have heard about this, feel free.]

Comments

[dashing]

( Her venom was readied to—

something. To fling back a sharp remark that would have been regrettable, but instead she is silent for a moment and her jaw clenches and unclenches in a loop until she's some grasp of her senses and her calm. When she speaks it is slow and even, and trying to ignore the mention of what was done to her while holding onto her calm all the more carefully out of some—respect for Pel. Care, perhaps, if one wished to speak so whimsically. Maker preserve her, that she might sustain another blow to the head and be able to cast this from her mind. )

This world is not your own, and yet you assume that you bear such gifts of wisdom and insight that we need clamber for them. You believe that your voice should be one heard when it comes to matters of elves and humans, is if you are entitled to teach us of matters that we have lived with, and you have witnessed for mere months, or read of in books.

You accused me of thinking myself a saviour to the elves, a human deigning to offer aid, but you are no better. I know myself for a half-breed, and I do not shy from that or its meaning. But you, you preach and condescend and act as if your world has any significance to us here, and as if any manner of noble is not rendered such by elevating themselves on the broken backs and labours of others. If you are an elven lord, you have profited from the casting down of others to gain your titles and place yourself above them.

( Her voice is still soft, and still even. ) You've no right to cast judgment upon me.

private to herian.

[elegiaque]

He hasn't the right, and you haven't got to waste your breath on him.

But what happened?

( piecing it apart from what they're all saying in different conversations is starting to get confusing - and she can't leave it alone. )

permaprivate.

[dashing]

( With a nod to any near her, Herian with draws so that the conversation might be truly private, lest the Lady need speak with her of matters to be more closely guarded. )

Lady Vauquelin. I am glad to hear you well.

I must confess myself surprised; I had believed him one well-favoured by you.


( gently not answering the question yet ok )

[elegiaque]

You don't.

( 'hear her well'. it's flat and blunt and not in the mood for pleasantries. )

Although I can see how you'd make the mistake, since you also think I'm too stupid for my opinion of someone to change based on their behaviour. Are you answering my question or is this a waste of both our time?

[dashing]

I am not—

( she pauses, inhales, and exhales again. )

I apologise. I am not quite myself, at present, and spoke foolishly.

( some things she can say, some she cannot. ) We were met with... some considerable ferocity. I will be glad to speak plainly to you, but I must first deliver the report to the Advisors. My duty binds me thus, just as promises made to you do. Please forgive me the— present failure to be forthcoming.

[elegiaque]

I want to know after they do.

( that's all she has to say. )

[dashing]

You will. You are owed that, and more.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

Travel safely, Knight-Enchanter.

[ thranduil means what he says, his tone soft. he respects her- no matter what else might occur, she holds to her convictions. and she deserves to know he's listened to her words. ]

private ;

[dashing]

And you.

( She would have to admit she's surprised, and her tone even betrays her a little. )

I will still relay events to you, should you wish it, once our report has been given to the Advisors.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

No. I have no need.