plurk shenanigans...

[rangerheart]

So you have decided on faeries, then.

I suppose I could handle a place like that... though I am still curious to what a 'blood elf' is. It does not sound like a good thing, even if you seem determined in me making friends with them.

...neither am I quite sure why you have such an interest in Lady Galadriel and what kind of elf she would be in Faerûn.

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[darnassian]

With all due respect, you seem less like the sin'dorei than you do my own kind, though my guess is that you are neither.

[rangerheart]

[Long ears are long. He must look like a half-elf compared to night elves.]

That would be the truth. I'm afraid your kind is unknown to me.

[darnassian]

[ well tbh the blood elves aren't too much better. nice stumpy ears, stumpy ears. ]

I am kaldorei, more commonly known as a night elf; if you are not of Azeroth, I can't imagine you would have heard of us.

[rangerheart]

[Hey at least his doesn't get stuck in doors. =P ]

No, I have not heard of night elves - even though the name makes me think of moon elves. The plane of Azeroth is not familiar, either.

I am a drow elf of Faerûn, a world part of the Forgotten Realms.

[darnassian]

[ hey man the doors in darnassus are wide enough to accommodate. i sense some ear envy. ]

All of which is, unsurprisingly, unfamiliar to me. Nevertheless - your writer is sending you off? You seem confident.

[rangerheart]

[Nope, no ear envy here! Lies. They look so cumbersome =/ ]

It seems so, even if she is still rather 'rusty', as she calls it. I've always been fond of traveling, and this faerie-ruled village does not sound to bad.

Do you have one of these games, my lady?

[darnassian]

[ they are sleek and elegant and not at all cumbersome okay!! why so jelly. ]

I hope as much, for your sake. But to answer your question: no, I do not, which is for the best, I think.

[rangerheart]

[Hey, he's a ranger. Good hearing is vital.]

Adventures are rarely safe.

[He smiles.]

I hear there's quite a share of people from the plane of Azeroth in this faerie village.

[darnassian]

[ fair enough. ]

So I've heard. The game is familiar to me, though my writer has never been a part of it; I imagine you will learn a great deal about my home, and my people.

[rangerheart]

I'll look forward to that, because I admit to being curious.

[darnassian]

Is that so? And what of you? Are there others there, from your home?

[rangerheart]

I'm afraid not.

[darnassian]

A blessing and a curse, I suppose. But you seem the capable sort, allies or no allies.

[rangerheart]

I will manage. It might even be a good change to not have those of my own realm present.

you called?

[inafadingcrown]

I beg your pardon? [So many types of elves. She'd be lying if she said she didn't find it fascinating, though.]

They would certainly not be the first to take an interest, though most care more for what kind of I am rather than that which I might be.

oh hai

[rangerheart]

My apologies for any offense, my lady.

[It's like looking at the elf version of Alustriel.]

I'm afraid the writer has a bit of an obsession with something called 'crossovers'.

[inafadingcrown]

None was taken. I find myself more curious than aught else- both of the thoughts of your writer and of your own.

[rangerheart]

I am glad to hear so.

[Because wow that's some stellar majesty aura, Galadriel.]

I believe it comes from the fact that the place she wishes to send me to has a rather large population of elves. My own thoughts on the matter are trivial at best.

[inafadingcrown]

I see. [Well, you know. You're born in the light of the Two Trees, live a few thousand years- it happens.] Then I will wish you well in your ventures. I have found that, whatever differences may separate us, there is some comfort in the company of those of a similar kind.

[rangerheart]

[You'll have a fanboy, madam.]

I am honored by your wishes, my lady. While I have few connections of elven kind, I hold comfort in those of similar heart as my own. That is, in my opinion, the greatest comfort.

[fearlessherosheart]

There certainly seems to be a wide variety of those the mundanes call elves. Often with little enough in common.

[Well, she's got pointed ears (which I need to work on editing into her icons). On the other hand, she's also over seven feet tall]

[rangerheart]

[That is a huge woman. Pardon the surprise.]

It appears to be a very popular vessel of these writers.

[fearlessherosheart]

It does indeed. Quite curious.

[rangerheart]

I suspect it might have something to do with a writer's interest in those with long lifespans and magic.

[fearlessherosheart]

Especially as they have neither.

[rangerheart]

So it seems.

[ringmage]

Blood Elves? You mean the ones with the odd glowing eyes, and the mile high ears?

[rangerheart]

I believe that is similar to how the writer describes them, yes.

[ringmage]

Ah, yes. Those are the ones I know.

They're quiet strange in my opinion. Apparently the odd coloring of their eyes is caused by high levels of concentrated magic. I spoken to several Blood Elves who confirmed this as fact.

[rangerheart]

I would not say it is too strange. There is a lot of magic that affects a person physically.

[ringmage]

True, but if the magic that courses through them is that potent--then I speculate that most of their kind would be dead by now. I honestly never seen anything like it.

My background is within the magical arts, and even I don't know what to make of it.

[rangerheart]

I cannot say I know much about magic from other worlds, but it sounds like it would be deteriorating.