The Meeting

[arrowprince]

I have met with Arwen. She seemed tired to me, and yet to be doing fine. We both agree that the magic around this place is very strange indeed, even for people of our race. We do not like it either, the way they have dragged even children from their homes to fight in this war

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[arrowprince]

It's quite alright. But will you be fine?

Yes. Unfortunately, not many of my kind are left to interact with men, even in the world where I am from. And here, it appears as if only Arwen and I are elves.

[arrowprince]

Arwen is well, thank you. She misses our world terribly, but has accepted her fate here in econtra.

While I know someone who is alike to you, I do not believe your condition and theirs are the same. And I am...not a healer, I'm afraid. My skills in healing are very much limited to first aid and such, certainly not enough to be applied to heart or mind. At least, not ones foreign to my own. Estel might be able to help you...but he is yet to be brought here. Perhaps you should speak with Arwen. Her father is one of the greatest healer of our race and I believe she might have some healing skills of her own.

I'm sorry I cannot help you more than this.

[Accidental Voice post]

[spaceflyboy]

**the sound of a groan and the slapping of hand to blunt skin, IE, forehead, could be heard.** Quatre.........

Re: [Accidental Voice post]

[arrowprince]

Might the two of you talking about me? I can hear you, you know.