"I agree with the Lord Marshall. The decision to drastically alter every life in the kingdom does not rest in only the hands present here. Until a fair and true resolution is reached, I will heed the words of the Queen's appointed vassals. Just because we may not agree with the current politica...

"I agree with the Lord Marshall. The decision to drastically alter every life in the kingdom does not rest in only the hands present here. Until a fair and true resolution is reached, I will heed the words of the Queen's appointed vassals. Just because we may not agree with the current politica...

Gil comes down the stairs after listening for a time. "Let me say first that as one who has little firsthand experience here, my statements here may be flawed and are truly only an opinion. I believe that the Queen, who has done an admirable job with what little she initially had to work with,...

*Gil smiles at Legion, but then his face becomes troubled.*

"Legion... I'd like to speak with you privately about the events of the past moon. There are many questions that need answers, and I feel as though you can give me the best."

"Legion... Is this the one called Danimoth? But how? By what sorcery has his body been broken from your own?"

*Gil-galad walks up to Alice, traveling pack on his back and dust from the road clinging to his boots.*

"What HAS happened here, Alice? I'm away for a few days and suddenly everyone's crying 'undead'. Please, explain to me."

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"Alright? Come on Cariel."

*He waits for Rothek to lead on.*

"Yes. I protect her."

*Gil-Galad makes no motions of any kind, and looks Rothek in the eyes with a look of understanding and pity.*

*Gil waits for a moment, then speaks up.*

"She never had a tribe. Her mother was taken prisoner by a madman, from what I can gather, and Cariel was born in said prison, then taken away from her mother."[/i]

*Gil laughs*

"Too true, Abaddon. Too true."

*Gil-galad, who was on his way out, watches the spectacle with a bemused look upon his face.*

"Impressive. Speaking of trades, wolf-kin, I propose a trade to you. I will tell you my name if you tell me yours."

*Gil-Galad looks up from his notebook.*

"Aurora? As far as I know Mohdri is well, I haven't seen him since Autumn, but at that time he was doing just fine. Quite fine fellow, him. Honorable. A rare trait in this age."

"Of course we can, Cariel. This sounds like an absolute blast."

*Gil-Galad pulls out his notebook and begins sketching designs for different snow-forts*[/i]

*Gil strolls in from the cold, a smile upon his face. The clinking of glass vials accompanies his steps.* "Legion! Just the man I was looking for! I wanted to thank you for recommending that wonderous cake from that place in the fishing village. It sank to my gut like a rock, but it was delicio...