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[The screen flickers on to reveal Duibhin seated at the tiny table in his home, a single candle providing scant illumination. He eyes it with irritation before those felfire eyes slide towards the screen.]
I trust everyone is back safe now? Were those of you affected by those amulets changed back in due measure?
[He leans forward a little, looking tired, pale once more. The darkness behind him almost seem to give off the illusion of roiling movement - as if they are seperate from the shadows themselves and darker, almost. It's a sort of trick of the light, moving behind the wan elfone moment and tghen stilling the next. Duibhin does not seem tonotice if anything is amiss.]
I am going to miss being home...I honestly never thought that I would miss the Undercity quite that much, but perhaps soon...somehow, yes?
[He smiles thinly. The shadows deepen around him like a gathering stormcloud as the candle sputters, sending the thin light flickering madly for a moment. The elf watches the screen for a moment, as if there is a great deal more he wants to say, but instead he squares his shoulders and moves to turn the video feed off.
Though someperceptive eyes may see cloudlike shadowy arms seeming to start wrapping about the tired elf as the feed is cut.]
I trust everyone is back safe now? Were those of you affected by those amulets changed back in due measure?
[He leans forward a little, looking tired, pale once more. The darkness behind him almost seem to give off the illusion of roiling movement - as if they are seperate from the shadows themselves and darker, almost. It's a sort of trick of the light, moving behind the wan elfone moment and tghen stilling the next. Duibhin does not seem tonotice if anything is amiss.]
I am going to miss being home...I honestly never thought that I would miss the Undercity quite that much, but perhaps soon...somehow, yes?
[He smiles thinly. The shadows deepen around him like a gathering stormcloud as the candle sputters, sending the thin light flickering madly for a moment. The elf watches the screen for a moment, as if there is a great deal more he wants to say, but instead he squares his shoulders and moves to turn the video feed off.
Though someperceptive eyes may see cloudlike shadowy arms seeming to start wrapping about the tired elf as the feed is cut.]