WEEK 4

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 4


[It is late in the afternoon when the Titled finally wake up from their long, vivid sleep. What day is it? Maybe it doesn't matter.

They weren't awake when it happened, but the final set of doors have opened. The Intercessor hasn't emerged from their room. There is no sign of the grumpy old man. And, the Titled may notice that nothing has been cleaned up - including the remains of those who prompted the Investigation - since they went into the Debate Hall. No new food has been supplied in the Kitchen, either.

The only replenishing food supply is in the Conservatex - who knows when those'll get ripped out from the ground out of spite, though. Their captors certainly showed themselves to not be above petty revenge, unfortunately.

So many questions now swirl. Is the old man hiding? Is the Intercessor ok? What the hell happened with the dragon? What about that other group which the Titled have come to realize exist? What did their captors have planned? And...really, what the hell else is going to happen now?

Whatever it is, it's not going to be good.

So get ready, Titled.

There are nine (but perhaps only eight?...) strangers in this place.]

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[bythewaves]

You do not look well.

[ He murmurs softly ]

[intercessing]

I've been better.

So have you, as well.

[bythewaves]

Maglor smiles a little bitterly, lifting a hand where light flickers just under his skin at the right angle in a shrug.

"Grief can slay an elf." He says bluntly. "And they have given me plenty. So...I am here to try and prevent another if I can."

And in one smooth move he goes to his knees with his sword drawn and laid across his hands as he offers it.

"My blade is yours as defender, if you will have me." Wryly he adds. "Mind, having a son of Feanor as ally is not always a good thing, either."

[intercessing]

I...

[They are silent.]

I thank you. I hope I will not need to call on you, but it there ever is a situation...I'm sure I can count on you. I saw your fighting against that creature, and it was amazing to see.

...

You...you can get up.

[bythewaves]

[ He laughs softly ]

You should have seen us at our prime. [ He says wistfully ] The smart ones would flee when Maedhros took the field.

[ But he does get up, all the same ]

You have done your best to care for us, for all that you do not know why. So. Thank you.