On her tiny tiny tiny role in DOS and the mun's terrible priorities

[inafadingcrown]

A few words to an old friend and the mere mention of my name should not be so pleasing nor so surprising to you, Lady Mundane. Do you not constantly tell others of the work I do "behind the scenes," as you put it? Furthermore, I assure you that any of the Istari would be greeted with honor in Lórien, whatever his appearance. [Except maybe Saruman. So you can stop giggling at the mental image of Radagast showing up there now.]

Now, we have wasted enough time with this. My brother requires your attention in one of your "games," does he not? I would not have you neglect him for my sake.

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[whitehart]

[ Dark, long-lashed eyes sift out of the wood as he walks forward, hesitating to give a soft snort of agreement. His antlers spread up into boughs of birch and the great stag stays his ground as he listens, drawn to her. It's always like that. This lady gets a brief harooun and the tamp of a hoof; as intelligent as the Lord of the Wild is, he also has a habit of enjoying attention.

Lórien must be lovely if that is her home. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, he is a lovely creature. She stills as he approaches, afraid to move too much lest she frighten him off. Eventually, she settles on a little nod and a few soft words in Sindarin.]

Hello, my handsome friend.

[keyofelde]

[Ohh... an elf! This one doesn't look anything like Princess Ibara, though she appears very regal too. So tall... she almost could be intimidating. But Souta can sense goodness in her, and he trusts her right away.

He offers a kind smile.]

Ah, I'm sure he wouldn't mind.

((OOC: Small footnote in case you want Gladdy to notice things about him: Souta is human, but also Elde's Key. The Key has equal or greater power to the Rings, if that gives you an idea of the power scale. However, he is largely unaware of his abilities and is too gentle-spirited to use it for ill.))

[inafadingcrown]

[Well. Aren't you an interesting little thing? She smiles slightly.]

I am sure he would not. It would be like him to place others before himself. Yet that is all the more reason that I must look after his interests, is it not?

[keyofelde]

He must be very kind.

I guess… Don't you think that's his choice to make, though?

[He does not seem afraid to question her, though his words hold no disrespect. Instead, he seems to radiate a sense of calm thoughtfulness.]

[inafadingcrown]

Do you have a brother, little one? Or a sister, perhaps? [This may just be one of those sibling things...]

[keyofelde]

I don't think so. [He lives at home with just his father, when his father isn't busy with work. Souta doesn't even know what happened to his mother.]

[menelluin]

Your Lady Mundane does you an honor. [Idril is smiling, though; there's no tone of rebuke in her voice. How could she?]

[inafadingcrown]

[And Idril gets a smile in return. It's been quite a while, hasn't it?] She does. I will admit her enthusiasm is endearing, even if I think it misplaced.

[menelluin]

It is heartening to see them so excited.

[inafadingcrown]

Heartening indeed, if it brings me such company. Are we to see you more often, Idril? The world would be the better for it, I think.

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[Have a piratey not!elf who smells a lot like the ocean. Sorry not sorry]

You're kiddin' right? When they like someone, just your voice is enough. No words or a mention of name needed.

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, wow. Thanks for the sudden blast of Sea-longing, there.]

So I have learned. It seems more than a little absurd, does it not?

[stop_calling_me_zelda]

[She's lives on the sea, can't be helped.]

Kind of, yeah. We can't help it though, their lives are kind of boring and ours, well, aren't.

[inafadingcrown]

Oh, I would not put it so unkindly; there is joy to be found in a peaceful life.

[daughteroftheforest]

I shall endeavor to represent the females of our race well, my lady.

[inafadingcrown]

That is quite a task for a single elf, particularly for one so young. [She's smiling, though.] Look first to represent yourself well; the rest will follow.

[bringmeknitting]

They do get overexcited when we actually show our faces on celluloid, don't they? I'm still trying to understand it, myself.

[inafadingcrown]

It is endearing, in a way, though I do think her priorities misplaced. [There was a lot going on in that film that was more interesting than five seconds of her voice and face.]

[bringmeknitting]

Well, she's only human. You can't fault her too much for that, now, can you? [he smiles. maybe he's a bit jealous. after all, at least your canon's interesting and not full of horrible writing and cheese]

[inafadingcrown]

[Obviously, the Doctor skipped the chapters with Tom Bombadil. There is cheese aplenty.] No, I do not fault her overmuch. But neither can you fault me for wishing to guide her focus to where it would be most appropriate.

[iorhael]

It was a delightful surprise to catch that glimpse of you, Fair Lady! I would wager that we might see more of you before the end of this tale.

[inafadingcrown]

A safe wager, I think. [She knows her own involvement, after all. It is only a matter of what is shown.] But it is your uncle's tale, most properly, and not my own.

[iorhael]

[he chuckles]

For you, of course, but the rest of us must wait until next year to find out.

True, and my uncle tells it the the best, but it seems there was much more to the story that one hobbit could not have seen. I never knew Ragadast was so odd, and so interesting.

[inafadingcrown]

There are some, you know, who find Gandalf strange enough. Perhaps it is something to be expected of wizards. [She's joking...mostly.]