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[inafadingcrown]

[Since things have calmed down a bit, Galadriel has had a chance to think about things that have been in the back of her mind for quite some time. The text that appears on the page is an old fashioned script, elegant, crisp, and clean.]

Human: a bipedal primate mammal (Homo sapiens).

Vampire: the reanimated body of a dead person believed to come from

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[kyasdaughter]

Most of these things are legend -- the ones I've heard of, at least. We don't have a lot of lore about elves or vampires at home.

forever

[inafadingcrown]

You are of the race of Man, I gather?

Before I was taken from my home, I heard a very shrewd man speak of truth in legend. "Old wives oft hold in memory that which was once needful for the wise to know," he said. And even that which exists only in lore in one world is truth in another. This place has taught me that much.

[kyasdaughter]

The race of Man?

[Katara stumbles over the phrasing a little, but she considers Galadriel's words.]

That's a wise thing to say, and a wiser thing to keep in mind. But - yeah. I'm just a human girl.

[inafadingcrown]

You may see why I married the man. [Kind of joking. There were other reasons, of course, but his wisdom- and his willingness to speak truths, even uncomfortable ones- was a large part of why she fell in love with him.]

There is little "just" or "only" about any of your kind. Your fires burn brief but bright. Very brightly indeed for the best of you.

I apologize in advance for however long winded this gets o.o

[jamesholmes]

At our core all we truly know about one another is that others besides our own race exist at least here. How we go about defining them is judged by our experiences with fiction, and the world at large. The majority of it, is assumption, especially in a place such as this where our own worlds rules do not apply. The only thing we can say for fact is what is from our own world

No worries. This *is* Lady Six Paragraph speech, after all.

[inafadingcrown]

[She will, at least, turn around to face him with a nod and a smile.]

My point precisely. Already I have had my expectations challenged many times. Creatures I would have assumed foes in my own world have proven to be valuable allies. Elves have told me of their mortality. I have heard of worlds populated only by the race of Man.

All of us have notions of what is, in one manner or another. What I wonder is if, at the core, there is a single truth or many. May we say "elves are this?" Or must we say only "elves may be this or that?"

Lol this is true no wonder they get along

[jamesholmes]

[He nods and closes his eyes in thought for a moment, carefully closing his book. This is the sort of conversation he tends to have to think on carefully.]

Yes as has my own, though I do think I had a slightly easier time of, accepting things over others here. And I too have heard of other worlds only populated by humans, which seems odd compared to my own.

Yes we do, either from myth or experience we do. At the core, possibly there may be some, single truth or definition but there will always be an exception to it, worlds are different, races evolve, so truly I do no think there is one definition for all the variations of a race, not in a world such as this.

[inafadingcrown]

Yet there must be some reason for the continued use of a term, must there not? Some common nature. Perhaps what I seek is intangible- a truth of the spirit rather than of the mind. I have no answers and that is what intrigues me.

[wolfuncaged]

[His usual state of bad-mood is increased after that whole being a wolf incident and turning back in Anders' room thing. Lucky gal]

Now you're starting to sound like Merrill. You'll want us to start frolicking next.

...What are faries?

[inafadingcrown]

[There's a sort of soft exhale, like a restrained laugh.]

Would it please you? You might look passing fair with a crown of flowers.

As best I may tell, they are small beings who are want to cause many difficulties unless appeased by some charm or offerings, usually through the use of magic. [Because she knows you'll love that part.]

[wolfuncaged]

No, it would not and it would be a brave fool who tried to convince me otherwise.

[Well, that's just the BEST part] Not even the Dalish think up such foolish stories. They have their Old Gods, but no magical creatures of mischief. [He's pretty sure Merrill would have told him about it if they had]

[inafadingcrown]

Were I not dwelling in this castle, I would be inclined to declare them foolish myself. But here I have met mortal elves and befriended a dragon. I am hesitant to laugh, lest I meet such a being on the morrow.

Who are the Dalish, if I may ask?

[daine]

[Daine makes an sound, both amused and thoughtful.]

I knew there was a reason I liked talking with you.

[inafadingcrown]

[She chuckles.] I am pleased my thoughts have not fallen on deaf ears.

It has been some time. How have you fared since last we spoke?

[daine]

I'd be fair foolish to keep myself from listening to those with even an ounce of sense in their head.

About as well as can be expected.

[inafadingcrown]

A more common trait than you may think. Those without do tend to provide better conversation, however.

In this place, that alone may be a small blessing.

[shadow_immortal]

[a quiet laugh.]

What about 'Shadows'?

[inafadingcrown]

Do you wish for the text's answer or my own? [The whole point is how different they can be, after all.]

[shadow_immortal]

Mmmm...yours. I find it more interesting to hear someone's personal opinion on them. [and laugh because the Immortal knew what it really was like to be one.]

[inafadingcrown]

I know of no beings called by that name. In my own world, I might speak of "beings of shadow." Balrogs are known as beings of shadow and flame, for instance. Such creatures are more like than not to be allied with my Enemy.

But I suspect you ask of something of which I know very little, if any at all.

[Is it as much fun to laugh if they admit ignorance?]