Galadriel, Lady of Lothlórien (
inafadingcrown) wrote in
paradisa2012-08-01 11:41 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
Tadchaen-a-Tad
[ooc: Forward dated to tomorrow morning/afternoon]
[The Five: The Knight, The Dragon, The Bard, The Wizard, and the Princess] [I.E. the people mentioned here]
My Lords. My Lady. [Nevermind the unlikelihood of a wizard, a bard, or a dragon being a lord. Better overshoot the titles than undershoot them.]
Your titles were discovered in a book, itself found under strange circumstances, that told of the history of the castles of Cair Paradisa, Libet, and the surrounding areas. If it would not trouble you overmuch, I would have word with you on the subject.
[Action for the library]
[She really should have given up on finding anything useful in this library by now. But, as they say, hope springs eternal.
So once again, you may find Galadriel searching through the stacks. Books on Paradisa or the the Five mentioned above would be lovely, but she’s aware that she’s unlikely to find them. No, most of the books in her pile are… not the sort that you would expect the Lady of Light to be reading. Dark Magic. Specifically, the type of magic fueled by human souls and emotions. If your world has such magic, you may well notice a familiar text among the titles.
Know thy enemy and so forth.
Still, this sort of thing isn’t pleasant and she’s not altogether certain that she wants others reading her thoughts on the subject, so she’s fallen back into the old habit of taking notes in Quenya using the Tengwar script.
Of course, every so often she stops and sets the books aside. The subject matter is disturbing and she finds that she can’t delve too deeply for too long. Approach? Question her about her motives? Ask about the strange writing? All of the above?]
[The Five: The Knight, The Dragon, The Bard, The Wizard, and the Princess] [I.E. the people mentioned here]
My Lords. My Lady. [Nevermind the unlikelihood of a wizard, a bard, or a dragon being a lord. Better overshoot the titles than undershoot them.]
Your titles were discovered in a book, itself found under strange circumstances, that told of the history of the castles of Cair Paradisa, Libet, and the surrounding areas. If it would not trouble you overmuch, I would have word with you on the subject.
[Action for the library]
[She really should have given up on finding anything useful in this library by now. But, as they say, hope springs eternal.
So once again, you may find Galadriel searching through the stacks. Books on Paradisa or the the Five mentioned above would be lovely, but she’s aware that she’s unlikely to find them. No, most of the books in her pile are… not the sort that you would expect the Lady of Light to be reading. Dark Magic. Specifically, the type of magic fueled by human souls and emotions. If your world has such magic, you may well notice a familiar text among the titles.
Know thy enemy and so forth.
Still, this sort of thing isn’t pleasant and she’s not altogether certain that she wants others reading her thoughts on the subject, so she’s fallen back into the old habit of taking notes in Quenya using the Tengwar script.
Of course, every so often she stops and sets the books aside. The subject matter is disturbing and she finds that she can’t delve too deeply for too long. Approach? Question her about her motives? Ask about the strange writing? All of the above?]
no subject
no subject
[Pause] It is strange to think it has been so long since I have seen one of my world.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
But I'll take that as meaning as my world's a real interesting place!
no subject
no subject
[Though now his eyes will go back to the books, now that he's at a lower level he can see the titles more. ]
So how useful have these books been?
no subject
no subject
Anyone ever tell you about Exspheres or Cruxis Crystals?
no subject
no subject
They were crafted first by the dwarves during the ancient war - Martel's time. After that the Desians, a subgroup of half-elves under Cruxis, made ranches so they could manufacture more Exspheres.
Human ranches. You see to make one, an incomplete Exsphere is attached to a person and it feeds off their life energy. When they die, the Exsphere is complete and the soul of the person is stuck in the Exsphere until the thing is destroyed or it gets devoured by the crystal.
no subject
And their intended purpose? [She has some ideas from what Martel's told her. But she'd rather have this spelled out plainly.]
no subject
[And sadly there's more. But he mostly wants to set the foundation of why this is horrific first before getting to his point. ]
no subject
I see...
no subject
Even once the process, or transformation, is done- the crystal will still react on the person's emotions....if they still have any.
If anything...I'd imagine the castle works much like a Cruxis Crystal or Exsphere, but on a larger scale. But you won't find any books on those.
no subject
I suppose it would be too much to hope that you know some manner of halting the process.
no subject
Afraid not. Keycrests can stop the worst of the effects, but nothing to stop it entirely.
[He wouldn't be still wearing his if he did :| ]
no subject
no subject
[Too many things could go wrong. Too many innocent lives potentially at stake. ]
no subject
[She leans back in her chair and sets her gaze upon Zelos.]
It is plain, from what you have said, that this knowledge is kept secret. May I ask how you came to know of it?
no subject
[There's...a lot of ways he could answer that question. That he went on a journey with Lloyd? That he's the Chosen? That he used to work for Cruxis? All three gave him bits and pieces of the information.]
[But that seems like a lot of talking, so he'll snort a little before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling down enough to reveal the red crystal underneath, embedded into his skin with the gold keycrest around it and also embedded. ]
[He'll look at Galadriel with a forced smile and raised eyebrows that seems to read 'take a wiiild guess'. Really lady, he's curious to know where your guesses will land. ]
no subject
Regardless of how he came to be as he is, it seems to her that this conversation has turned...deeply personal. So no, she won't do him the disservice of guessing aloud, as though this were some morbid game she might win. Instead, she drops her gaze and softens her voice.]
I will ask no further, then. Forgive me. I feel as though I have intruded where I have no right.
no subject
It's a fair question, don't worry about it.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)