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[roseofthetyrells]

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[roseofthetyrells]

[she understands. what happened to her was rather shocking]

I am under an obligation as what it did tied me to it forever.
Maglor killed it to avenge me.
Aside from that, it continues to roam Hadriel freely.

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[wantsnudes]

Revenge and justice are not the same thing, heavily intertwined though the two may be.

Can you tell me about this Maglor fellow? They must be rather powerful, to overcome such a foe.

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[roseofthetyrells]

I know better than to expect justice from this place.
He's an elf and he's at least a thousand years old.
Having so much time to perfect the art of war tends to be useful.

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[wantsnudes]

An elf? So he's some manner of magical creature?

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[roseofthetyrells]

Yes, I suppose so.
He's very kind and likely my closest friend here.

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[wantsnudes]

I see. I'm glad you have a friend willing to fight to protect you here, even if I cannot condone killing in revenge.

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[roseofthetyrells]

What would your solution to the demon be?

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[wantsnudes]

I'm just an artist, so I'm afraid my solutions are in scant supply. But there has to be a way to uphold justice, without perpetuating that same violence she commits.

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[roseofthetyrells]

The best way would be for the gods to lock her away, as they did with Delight. Barring that for she is likely far too great a food source for one such as Rage, they should strip her of her powers entirely. Granted, she would still have the ability to use conventional weapons, but it would at least even the field of battle.

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[wantsnudes]

Or perhaps she is also too great a resource for Fear, Sorrow, and Confusion, for them to make it so she'll leave others in peace... If the gods truly cared, they would have acted by now.

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[roseofthetyrells]

They are no gods. Just beings with powers above ours. And the only ones they truly care about are themselves.

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[wantsnudes]

Yes, that's very true. It hardly matters to them if we fight amongst ourselves, so long as we remain useful to them to exploit.

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[roseofthetyrells]

I wouldn't be surprised if the reason why they don't intervene when we fight, when we hurt one another, when we kill is because of the emotional benefit for them. Raw, unbridled emotion, there for the taking.

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[wantsnudes]

And yet it's not as though we can stop ourselves from feeling such emotions, when they are essential to being human.

What do you make of all this talk of the Door? I trust neither the Null nor the gods, so I cannot say I am eager to assist in this latest development.

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[roseofthetyrells]

Very true. I've gotten better at resisting the gods' manipulations, but it's taken months.

I trust neither of them as well. However, I'm in a bit of a tight spot. I've been invited to go to the world of a man who is no longer here and anything that would make the Door more stable would benefit me in that effort greatly.

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[wantsnudes]

I can understand how you feel that way. But, what if what is promised to us isn't really anything to help with the Door at all? Are you willing to take that risk for the sake of that man?

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[roseofthetyrells]

I know it's possible to reach him without it. Sorrow told me so himself. And you suspect a trap?

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[knockthemdead]

I am not sure if this will reach you from out on the sea, but I wished to check in and ask after you. I hope you are well and safe.

Kravitz.

[so formal. what a nerd.]

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[roseofthetyrells]

Hello, Kravitz! I'm currently quite well, though it has been a lot quieter with so many of you gone. How has your voyage been so far?

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[knockthemdead]

I am glad to hear it. And I suppose quiet is better than chaos. No news is good news, and all those other boring platitudes.

Our journey is off to a rather calm start, but I hesitate to say anything too confident for fear of tempting fate. The ocean is hardly my favorite place.

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[roseofthetyrells]

Oh, I'm sure chaos will be unleashed eventually. It's the nature of the so-called gods to do so.

Then why did you not stay here with the rest of us? I would have been happy to entertain you.

[knockthemdead]

I'm sure you're right. Their complete lack of composure is embarrassing, when I think of particular gods back home.

That's very kind of you to say. However, I left because there are certain people I can't allow out of my sight for too long, and stopping them from doing what they want is near impossible.

[roseofthetyrells]

Really? What are your gods like?

I see! I have friends who are much the same. They see a path before them, and they take it no matter what nonsense they encounter along the way.

[knockthemdead]

Well, the answer varies from god to god, but the Lady I serve is certainly formidable. Tough, but fair. She wields her power with grace and elegance. She is nothing at all like these liches.

[anyway.]

Exactly. It's often as admirable as it is infuriating.

[roseofthetyrells]

She certainly doesn't sound like it! Goodness knows we could use a little grace and elegance around here along with someone who can be tough, but fair. But may I ask what a lich is?

That's precisely it. I wouldn't change them for the world, but I sometimes wish they'd give their actions a little more thought.