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Legolas · 08-21-2002, 07:32 AM

Legolas

"Sorsha," he says smiling, "you're exactly soft and sensitive enough for me. I'd have it no other way."

He pauses a moment to gather his thoughts, then speaks again.

"They were strange and unpaladinlike, but if what they said is true then we may not like where we're going, and Durlan may be in trouble."

The elf turns his head back to the road, not wanting to break Sorsha's touch but also seeking surety. He relaxes as he spots the bird, clears his mind to recieve it's message. It was his own, to ranger Gnubber.
He turns back to Sorsha.

"The bird, Vino so kindly reminded me, is a messenger bird we rangers employ. Because of unknown dangers, rangers traveling a lot and the occasionally very important work we have to do, a normal dove or raven with a note doesn't suffice. Instead, we imprint messages upon their minds by thought, and they trace all rangers through lines of magic they alone can feel.
We also use a colour code, so if any are killed in flight and discovered, we know at least who had a message to send.
My birds are green like the one who's been following me since the Steeplewood, which is probably why I didn't expect this one to hold a message even if it wasn't just an ordinary, unenchanted bird.
For some reason, it could not deliver it's message and returned to me instead. I sent this one to Durlan some time ago."

He should've noticed before, shoudn't he? Was he paying attention to Sorsha at the cost of monitoring his environment? And if so, could he get away with it?
As he had no intention of changing things around, he'd just have to find out the answer to that one.

"There's another thing about those two though. While I spoke to that Castor, do you recall me ever once mention my name?"

[ 08-21-2002, 12:33 PM: Message edited by: Legolas ]

08-21-2002, 07:32 AM	#108
Legolas Jack Burton Join Date: March 31, 2001 Location: The zephyr lands beneath the brine. Age: 41 Posts: 5,459	Legolas "Sorsha," he says smiling, "you're exactly soft and sensitive enough for me. I'd have it no other way." He pauses a moment to gather his thoughts, then speaks again. "They were strange and unpaladinlike, but if what they said is true then we may not like where we're going, and Durlan may be in trouble." The elf turns his head back to the road, not wanting to break Sorsha's touch but also seeking surety. He relaxes as he spots the bird, clears his mind to recieve it's message. It was his own, to ranger Gnubber. He turns back to Sorsha. "The bird, Vino so kindly reminded me, is a messenger bird we rangers employ. Because of unknown dangers, rangers traveling a lot and the occasionally very important work we have to do, a normal dove or raven with a note doesn't suffice. Instead, we imprint messages upon their minds by thought, and they trace all rangers through lines of magic they alone can feel. We also use a colour code, so if any are killed in flight and discovered, we know at least who had a message to send. My birds are green like the one who's been following me since the Steeplewood, which is probably why I didn't expect this one to hold a message even if it wasn't just an ordinary, unenchanted bird. For some reason, it could not deliver it's message and returned to me instead. I sent this one to Durlan some time ago." He should've noticed before, shoudn't he? Was he paying attention to Sorsha at the cost of monitoring his environment? And if so, could he get away with it? As he had no intention of changing things around, he'd just have to find out the answer to that one. "There's another thing about those two though. While I spoke to that Castor, do you recall me ever once mention my name?" [ 08-21-2002, 12:33 PM: Message edited by: Legolas ]