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001; Video | Off my lawn you hipsters
[ There’s a narrow face peering close at the console - high cheekbones and a nasty scar poking out from under the red cloth that covers the man’s right eye. Or lack thereof. He peers for a moment before leaning back, arms crossing as he speaks up. ]
I’m looking for other Scoia’tael in the area. I’d settle for another elf alone, between the mass of humans milling around here. [ A derisive snort, and Iorveth looks to the side for the moment - pointed ears at the side of his head incidentally apparent. ] The dh’oine stink of this place is enough to make one gag.
[ A moment of contemplation and the elf picks at the dirt under blunted nails idly as he speaks. ]
I’ve set my camp in a tree on the outskirts of the wood sector. [ His tone goes a little deadpan, with the same kind of condescension in it, but it’s very matter of fact. ] It’s a mass of wooden planks, rope, rough cloth and a six foot, one eyed elf - it shouldn’t be that hard to miss. I’m giving you dh’oine fair warning - there are traps laid around the perimeter and any who manage to pass those will take an arrow between the eyes.
If there’s a need for me to say it more than once, your race will likely be better off without you.
[ A pause, and he’s about to end the transmission, when he glances back, considering. ]
Gwynbleidd - If you’re here, come speak with me.
[[ ooc; On translations: I left the original Elder Speech words in here, even though they’ll be understood by anyone listening just like anything else, mainly to signal when Iorveth’s accent would have shifted between what he understands as Common and what he says in Elder speech. ANYWHO. Here.
Scoia’tael - directly translated: squirrels. It’s a band of nonhuman guerrilla warriors, though. But all that would be understood is ‘squirrels’ :’|
dh’oine - human. spoken in a derogatory tone
Gwynbleidd - White Wolf. ]]
I’m looking for other Scoia’tael in the area. I’d settle for another elf alone, between the mass of humans milling around here. [ A derisive snort, and Iorveth looks to the side for the moment - pointed ears at the side of his head incidentally apparent. ] The dh’oine stink of this place is enough to make one gag.
[ A moment of contemplation and the elf picks at the dirt under blunted nails idly as he speaks. ]
I’ve set my camp in a tree on the outskirts of the wood sector. [ His tone goes a little deadpan, with the same kind of condescension in it, but it’s very matter of fact. ] It’s a mass of wooden planks, rope, rough cloth and a six foot, one eyed elf - it shouldn’t be that hard to miss. I’m giving you dh’oine fair warning - there are traps laid around the perimeter and any who manage to pass those will take an arrow between the eyes.
If there’s a need for me to say it more than once, your race will likely be better off without you.
[ A pause, and he’s about to end the transmission, when he glances back, considering. ]
Gwynbleidd - If you’re here, come speak with me.
[[ ooc; On translations: I left the original Elder Speech words in here, even though they’ll be understood by anyone listening just like anything else, mainly to signal when Iorveth’s accent would have shifted between what he understands as Common and what he says in Elder speech. ANYWHO. Here.
Scoia’tael - directly translated: squirrels. It’s a band of nonhuman guerrilla warriors, though. But all that would be understood is ‘squirrels’ :’|
dh’oine - human. spoken in a derogatory tone
Gwynbleidd - White Wolf. ]]
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WHOOPS.] We're all brought here from different... [...Realms. Realms seems like a good word.] Realms and times. Quite a lot of us seem to be from Earth, for instance, but not all of us are from the same time period or even the same version of it.
[wow he hopes that made sense]
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Aaand while there's a surprised pause here, luckily there was an anomaly in his world's history that would support multiple world. The Conjunction of the Spheres. But... he'd never thought he'd actually experience. ] The... Spheres have collided? How many of other worlds were brought to this place?
[ Shit shit shit, what if he's gone from his world forever D8 ]
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[frown] I couldn't tell you. This place seems like it could be linked to an infinite number of times and realities.
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[ A humorless snort. His world is pretty stupid. But anyway. ] Hm. Something similar happened in my world's history, though it had been eons ago, and only in singular cross over. [ And this is... incredibly daunting. ] I don't believe even our best scholars would take something like this in stride.
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[usually they have some control over this shit]
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[ Said with a frown and brow knit. ]