voice... testing? canon: North & South

[millmaster]

One would think that, from watching, you would have realized that I do not take such risky business ventures as this. And this is very risky, dragging me away from the mill, my family and my workers.

Even worse is that you laugh at my resemblance to another. What ridiculous name did you call him by? Thorin?

Nonsense.

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[woodking]

They have little care for what duties they have dragged you from, these muns.

[millmaster]

So they would tamper not only with my livelihood but that of others? She is... a child. She has no business with me.

[woodking]

More than their livelihood. I owe a debt of protection to my people, whom I have ruled for thousands of years more than you shall ever see. My own obligations were given no more consideration than yours.

[millmaster]

[He really wants to comment on that "thousands of years more" part but he's now sure how to without it sounding outright insulting.]

I cannot be expected not to object to such a foolhardy action. None of us can be. There's too much risk in doing so.

[woodking]

[Nah bro don't worry. Of course, both those pointed ears and the overall very noticeable sense of otherworldliness about him may lend some credence to his claim.]

True. All the same, it shall avail you nothing.

[millmaster]

[It does but 'otherwordly' and 'Thornton' don't exactly mix, considering where he's come from.

Clearly, Thornton isn't pleased with the idea of just letting this carry on but he knows to listen to others more experienced. In most matters. Still, he won't ignore that this may hurt his chances more than anything now.]

I suddenly understand better how the strikers felt.

[woodking]

[Thranduil raises an eyebrow, an invitation to continue should he wish it.]

[millmaster]

My workers went on strike, refused to work, so that I would kneel to their demands for more wages. This situation, I find, is not entirely dissimilar.

[In a somewhat roundabout way but he's guessing that the other can figure it out with what little he says.]

[woodking]

[The concept is... a little odd, but the Mannish way of doing things is different, and their positions are clearly different. Thranduil provides for and protects his people, they do the same for him - it's a mutually beneficial arrangement.]

Such threats did little for me.

[millmaster]

[In a way, he looks after his own workers as well but their positions really are very different. Just the way Thranduil holds himself makes that quite clear.]

So we will both find ourselves here indefinitely?

[woodking]

And, from what I have seen, subject to being relegated to the back corners of their minds and dragged out at their leisure.

[He ain't happy, and sounds somewhat haughtily disdainful. Can't do anything about it though.]

[millmaster]

How ridiculous and what a waste of time. Waste that cannot be afforded.

[Let Thornton join you in that disdain, Thrand.]