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Sorsha
Somewhat overlooked by the group, Legolas and herself had retreated to a relatively inconspicuous spot to observe the proceedings. It appears that all should be going quite well when Addison appears with a dazzling ring of magical energy to convey his messages, then just as abruptly leave the group once more.
"Are wizards, sorcerors and bards not amazing, Legolas? Nothing quite like priests." ~ The awe in her voice is apparent ~ "Of course, they must have paid a price for these powers." ~ She glances up at the handsome face of the elven ranger ~ "I am so glad that you can accept me for what I am - plain and perhaps, below average in skill." ~ Her eyes glisten as they continue to fix upon his fondly.
Legolas
He has known her insecurities from the moment he rested his eyes upon her waif-like form. And it will take more than a few words a day to help her build up her confidence. So instead of speaking, he reaches out to hold her hand, grasping it warmly assuringly. That, and a smile, are enough to assuage her doubts for now. They then turn to face the group, ready to move off at Galadria's or Blandamour's call.
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