Cae-a-odog

[inafadingcrown]

[First, business. Even on the anniversary of her arrival, there are things that can’t be neglected.]

[Arthur Pendragon]

Greetings. I am the Lady Galadriel. We have spoken, though you have little reason to recall my name. I would have word with you, if you are not otherwise occupied.

[Morgana]

[This is delicate. Her tone is carefully measured and deceptively casual.]

I was pleased to hear you have awakened; you gave us some cause for concern.


[Then, on to less serious matters. Someone is feeling cryptic and mysterious today. The following is written in the journal in an elegant hand- no comment, no signature. Just food for thought.]

Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away. – Marcus Aurelius

[Anyone who has shown Galadriel kindness in the past year]

[You have find a bottle of wine or a small selection of tea (whichever you would prefer) delivered by the ghosts today. Minors will either be receiving tea or a selection of sweets, since she was told that it was frowned upon to give alcohol to the underage. Who knew, right? Each gift is accompanied with a simple note, thanking the recipient for making her stay a little easier.]

[Friends]

I believe a number of you expressed interest in hearing me play the harp. If you are not otherwise occupied, I would not mind an audience at the moment. [The sudden need for music has nothing to do with her feeling wistful today. Nope. Nothing at all.]

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

I am far more used to being attacked for simply walking down the street.

[A pause] Hawke always has attracted that sort of attention.

[inafadingcrown]

[A little laugh] And I am quite certain you had no part in it. [It's not like you antagonize people or anything.]

[wolfuncaged]

Only when the gang occasionally had magisters in it.

[Sadly, it was mostly Hawke or Isabela. He hangs with dangerous ladies]

[inafadingcrown]

Magisters?

[wolfuncaged]

They are the mages who rule the Tevinter Imperium.

[inafadingcrown]

Oh, I see. [It's still strange to think of mages like that- as humans, ruling and governing in their own right.]

[wolfuncaged]

So the reminder of them is not welcomed, as you can imagine.

[inafadingcrown]

Indeed. And so I will not ask you to speak more of it. My intent was to offer a diversion from troubles, not to discuss them.

[wolfuncaged]

I thank you, it was kind of you to offer.