Quest 1: A Wild Dwarf Appears! [Dictated/Action][Open to all - let me know if I messed up!!]

[fuckelves]

[Where is he? Why is there a book in his hand?]

...from the make of this place, I'd say this is Elf sorcery...

[To appease his curiosity, Thorin opens the book and finds not only his name, but the words he spoke not seconds ago written inside.]

...definitely Elf devilry.

[He tilts a brow and observes his surroundings - seems to be a lobby of some sort. Dwarves don't typically live in castles, so he knows this is not the work of his kind - and his kind would never demand the sacrifice that this castle did.]

Where in Mahal's beard am I?

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[unexpected_adventures]

[Thorin! Bilbo wasn't expecting to see you, so this is a surprise for the young hobbit indeed.]

I wasn't expecting to see you here, Thorin. You are inside Cair Paradisa. Or Paradisa castle as some call it. Don't ask how we came to be here because I don't know myself. We could meet up if you'd like? [He missed the dwarf greatly.]

[fuckelves]

[Words can't describe the relief Thorin feels seeing a familiar face! ...err, familiar name rather, as it appeared in this strange journal he's still trying to figure out]

Needless to say I wasn't expecting you either, Mr. Baggins! But I confess myself a bit more at ease for it.

Cair Paradisa, you say?

[He ponders for a moment, trying to think if he's heard of it through the course of his travels, which of course he hasn't...]

Yes, meeting with you seems wise, as you seem more knowledgeable about this place than I am. Where are you?

[Why he bothers asking, he's not sure - not like he'd know where anything is anyway!]

[lightbranded]

This is not the work of elves. [Will was rather puzzled over this post.]

Rather, this is the work of a different magic entirely. This is the castle Paradisa.

[fuckelves]

You're certain of this, are you?

[Certainly seems like Elf trickery to him...then again, most unpleasant or surprising things do.]

Have I been summoned here for a purpose, or for the amusement of some unseen deity?

action because I want to make this as uncomfortable as possible

[inafadingcrown]

[And it's just Thorin's luck that a very tall Elven woman happens to be passing through the lobby at that moment.

And, well- this is a sight. It's been a long time since she's seen a dwarf at all and the mention of Mahal confirms that this is a dwarf of her world. Interesting.]

Alas, you think too much of us, Master Dwarf. This is magic beyond the ken of the Elves.

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[fuckelves]

[Thorin just glares for some time. Why, of all things, did an Elf have to be the first thing he encounters here? Is he cursed or something?]

Do not think my attributing this place to your kind a compliment.

[Far from it.]

Generally, when something unexpected and unpleasant happens, it's Elf trickery at work.

[courageous_wit]

This is not the work of elves. [oh she's not going to like you, is she?]

[fuckelves]

[Oh, he can tell this one's going to try his patience, at the very least.]

Oh, aye? Who then? If you know so much about this matter.

[heal_theworld]

[Martel just...squints so much at this. Elf devilry? She feels vaguely insulted as she was a half-elf and wasn't entirely sure if that statement included her. Though she's not really because the elves in her world are actually dicks.]

I'm not sure about your world, but in mine I'm sure that elves can't do this.

[fuckelves]

In my world Elves can accomplish any horrible act they set their wicked minds to.

[Not that he has an opinion on the subject or anything...]

But then...you're saying Elves exist in different worlds?

[That's a frightening pair of thoughts: A. There's more worlds than just his; and B. Elves exist within those other worlds!]

[wizard_redfive]

It's not an Elf's doing.

This land is called Paradisa. You were brought here by the magic in this place.

[fuckelves]

Who would be so bold as to summon Thorin Oakenshield to such a place?

[Wait, what'd she say?]

Hold a moment...you say 'the magic in this place' brought me here. Does that mean the castle itself lives?

[dog_eat_dog]

Elves?

[You gotta be shitting her. Elves. Elves.]

[fuckelves]

Yes?

[He's unsure where her question is directed.]

Do you mean to say that Elves do not exist? [Foolishness.] Or do you mean to argue that this castle is not the work of Elves?

[sworn]

[Excuse you Mr. New Dwarf.]

Elf devilry? Come now.

[fuckelves]

[Thorin snorts indignantly.]

You deny that Elves are capable of wickedness?

[Bollocks to that! Then again, everyone is technically capable of wickedness in a way...Thorin himself isn't exempt from this rule either...]

Dictated

[putuporshutup]

[Meg snorts.]

More like a twisted, self-aware castle that likes nothing better than to screw with everyone's existence. Welcome.

[fuckelves]

[Thorin tilts a brow. Still not used to seeing words appear on a page he did not write in.]

...sounds perfectly perturbing...

[gravedigs]

[ Isaac is in the lobby as well; sometimes his room just starts feeling too small and he has to go somewhere with more open space. Like the lobby.

Plus the people watching around here is insane. He looks up from playing Candy Crush on his cellphone to squint at the exceptionally hairy short man. ]

Alright, two questions: who is Mahal, and is his beard really big enough to house castles?

Because damn.

[fuckelves]

[Thorin glances up, tilting a brow at the odd device in the newcomer's hand. He turns to face him with his arms crossed before his chest.]

[How does anyone not know of Mahal?]

Mahal is the god of my people. He created the Dwarves in his image, gave us his strength and strong will.

[In other words, his stubbornness.]

And it's a turn of phrase, lad. Akin to "Durin's beard" - it's just our way of speaking.

[Dictated]

[aphoenixsong]

You are familiar with Elven Magic? [He is most interested in that!] You are in a tower crafted for the sole purpose of housing those from different worlds. I believe you are in for a long stay if my calculations are correct.

[fuckelves]

...more than I care to discuss.

[If he can avoid the subject of Elves, at least talking about them in a positive manner, he will.]

And I promise you, my stay will be as long or short as I desire it to be.

[...HAHA! You're funny, Thorin!]

[bronwe]

[ He knows Mahal, Aulë, Óli and recognizes the reference though he can't place the name. Not Gimli. The dwarf would never again insult the Eldar thus after he had met the Lady Galadriel. ]

You mustn't blame it on the elves.

[fuckelves]

Who then shall I blame for this, if it is not Elf devilry?

[Because he will blame somebody, come hell or high water!]

I am late, shhhh

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ He thinks he has come rather late to this conversation, but it was hard to ignore 'elf devilry'. Particularly since a) he was often thought to be an elf though he was not, and b) Galadriel was a close friend of his and he was sensitive to anything untoward being said of her. ]}

I assure you, this is no elf devilry, as you put it. This is all the Castle's doing, the very stone you see around you.

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[fuckelves]

So I've been hearing...but I'm still not totally convinced.

[Thorin scratches the back of his head.]

I am told that the castle is...almost alive; it thinks, it responds to its residents - is this true?