Elven Activity in the Southern Rawlinswood
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I would deny them their former home if I thought that it would endanger other, innocent folk.
Anyone living here will provoke the yuan-ti. When the yuan-ti are provoked, they don't send evil snakes to clean up. They send enslaved innocents.
I'm not willing to see innocent lives paid so someone can "take back" a patch of land they believe they have some birthright to.
But that's not happening now. Until that time…what do you need?
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Sil replies to the cynical druid:
"Our intent here is to honor the dead and to care for the wilds. We would welcome your aid in this.
This is not the home of the Shesae. We are individuals. The survivors who called this home in the past have not returned to dwell here, nor do they seem to intend to.
But If at some future time the former residents wish to return, would you deny them their land, their former home?
We are both aware of the dangerous yuan-ti, and I share your concern. An elven foothold here is a threat to them, as they are a threat to us."
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//edit: Blah, I shouldn't try to narf and post at the same time. Only skimmed, and wrote some things that weren't really relevant.
Oreth turns back, and shrugs
If you're just trying to speed the process of nature reclaiming this settlement, call on me all you want. I'll help.
If you're going to try to resettle, as I've heard several imply, that is another story entirely….
And I'm not worried just about you. I'm worried about them.
He gestures east and west into the forest
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_Vell'cam, the elf in light blue and silver armor with markings of Corellon, observes those that come to visit. He smiles warmly to the elves that seem to be drawn to the rumors, pulling each aside and assuring them that the group means only well. He introduces them to the others of the Shesae that are about and extends wishes of seeing more of them as the work progresses. Those that are willing to help, he sets to one task or another under the direction of other elves already at work where their skills can be of best use.
Vell'cam inclines his head to general Lyte out of both politeness and earned respect._ "I will always remember that you stood at my side on the bridge against terible odds sister. You are welcome here to observe both as brethren and i hope a friend." He glances around slowly and directs one elf or another towards a different task, and scans the nearer woods carefully with his attentive gaze. "I imagine our presence here is close to your heart. I know you once called this home. We can speak more in a lull of activity if you wish to know more of our presence here."
_He pulls Alvar to the side when he arrives and tells him to find him or another of the Aredhel sometime in a lull of activity so that they can discuss his interest in the Shesae. Until then, he is welcome among them along with his relative Llach. Vell'cam also mentions that he would like to speak with Llach sometime while Alvar is present.
He meets Calendel at the bridge and for the briefest moment seems saddened by the holy markings he wears. Perhaps because they are not of a Seldarine. A smile does however quickly replace the look and he welcomes the elf to help and spend time with them while he is in the area.
Vell'cam observes Oreth carefully until his intent is clear. He is quiet and waits until the druid has finished talking before addressing him._ "Perhaps you are right tree brother. But what place in these lands is free of threat? In my time i have seen nearly every town burned to the ground and rebuilt. I have seen two the druid glenns fall or burn; one perishing not far from here to be left while the other was healed. All but one have been reclaimed despite the threats and difficults that seem to make it impossible. One threat or another." He shrugs and smiles, a feel of paitence to him. "You do not just ignore a gapping wound or pain; you soothe it and put it to ease, repair it if you can. Perhaps we will rebuild and perhaps not. But closure and soothing of a painful memory is a good thing most often. Perhaps, if you have more concerns, you should talk to one of us directly instead of addressing the sky. Your help would be welcome here so long as it is constructive" He incline his head briefly to the druid out of respect and then moves back to the work at hand. At no time does he seem insulting or even irriated by the druids actions that others may have taken as rudeness. Instead he just seems to be resepectful and friendly.
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Oreth, during one of his patrols, walks through the camp with a very odd cadence. He moves to a point, then looks east, then west, peering off into the distance, then moves to another point, and repeats. If anyone asks what he's up to, he doesn't look up, just remarks…
I'm trying to see if there's a point in the camp from which I can see both yuan-ti patrol routes…so far I can usually just see one or the other....
He moves to another point, stands up on a stump, and glances east and west
Ahh, there we go. Can just see both of them.
So umm….why did this sound like a good place to live, again?
He shrugs, and walks off, back into the northern woods
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Those venturing far south enough, out of idle curiousity or while hunting goblins begin to hear the haunting crystaline notes of an elven flute from the south, for where there are elves there is always music…
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Though unable to do much a small gaunt red haired elf clad in a blue and white robe frequently seen offering to do small light jobs and be of use how ever she can.
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_In Norwick and other towns, elves can be found seeking to obtain a quantity of marble of purest white.
Inquiries into the identity of these elves reveal them to be members of the Shesae 'en i Seldarine, a small group of elves united in pursuit of elven interests, and led by a pretty blonde lass._
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Errhanous watches quietly from afar amongst the shadow of a great oak. He rubs his shoulder marked with Solonor and takes a step forward then grimices rubbing his other shoulder with the burned mark of Fenmarel, turns and walks back to the shadow of the tree watching quietly
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If something heavy needs tugging out and around Llach steps out of the woods to 'bearshift' and lets lines be attached. He helps where he can but always fades back into the woods without a word.
The elves would know his name if they ask Alvar or listen when 'Var greets him.
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Calendel hears of the camp and the activity surrounding it. Being an Elf with no real home his pointed ears perk in interest at finding out more, and is also considering taking a peek himself.
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The plate clad elf Lyte, already on a three week pilgrimage to the area, takes notice, and intends to investigate who these elves might be, as she is the daughter of the Quartermaster of Arms of the fallen encampment, and battled the things that destroyed the Camp of old
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Hearing rumors of the new activity, Alvar Blackwood makes a trip south to investigate.
