The fire of their hearts was young (open)

[inafadingcrown]

Date & Time: Starting Jan 19th, extending a couple of days. Vague vaguery
Location: See subsections
Characters: Aged-down Galadriel (AKA Artanis) and whoever
Summary: Artanis attempts to explore Exsilium and wrap her head around everything that's going on.

[To say that Artanis was not pleased with these developments would be an understatement. She’s found herself thrust into a strange world- yet another set of customs and rules she would have to learn- told that she’s to fight someone else’s war, and then comes across a child who is convinced that she is her mother.

It’s been a long day.

So, after ensuring that Celebrían was well cared for, she set out to explore Exsilium- a task that will occupy her for the next few days.]

[ooc: This is Galadriel (although she hasn't been named that yet) aged down to sometime during her first few months in Doriath. Using the same account and icons because lol immortality. Sections up.]

Comments

[inafadingcrown]

[She can feel that contempt. Don't think she can't. She turns and glares right back at him, his height not withstanding.]

If you have grievance with me, air it.

[priad]

I have a grievance with all those who prey on Men.

[inafadingcrown]

Then I cannot think of why you should give me such looks; I have heard of the coming of the Secondborn, but had no dealings with them myself before I found myself here.

[priad]

Because that is what your kind does. Seduce us with honeyed words, enslave us, and murder us.

[inafadingcrown]

You are a fool, and an impertinent one at that. When you have found wit enough to match your size, perhaps I will give you leave to speak to me again. [And she's turning to go. Because she has better things to do than to argue in the streets.]

We need to do this every time.

[priad]

[ He lets her go, though he considers bolting her in the back. ]

They really need to stop meeting like this

[inafadingcrown]

[Wow, rude, Priad.]