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[ The elf on the camera is bristling, cast in the blue firelight of the Fire district. His hair is oddly bright white, as are the almost-glowing lines that trail down his chin and neck, and disappear into the collar of his armor. Over one shoulder is the absolutely massive hilt of a sword, which looks comically out of proportion with him. Fenris had finally figured his device out, but it involved a lot of making a fool of himself in front of the Kedan, which he does Not Look Pleased about.
The effect of his otherwise withering glare is somewhat undermined by the fact that he opens his mouth to speak but compulsively twitches his head to the side to stare over one shoulder for a few moments, paranoid about things lurking in the shadows. He wets his lips when he finally looks back, suspicion and unease written across his pointed features before he schools them into a sneer again. ]
I am not a mage-- [ he practically spits the word, what a pleasant first impression he's making here ] but even I can see that this is not the Fade. In Between, they say. Bah. What nonsense.
[ In fact while he's at it let him just stare distastefully down his nose at the thing in his hands. "Technology?" Unlikely. By its strange glow and stranger capabilities, it is totally obviously something far worse!! ] This place reeks of magic all the same. And I wonder who has suffered to make it so? Magic comes with a cost. It always comes with a cost.
Whoever did this will reap what they've sown. I should like to be as far away as I can be when that day comes.
[ooc: Please don't reply with text!! Fenris is illiterate and kinda ashamed about it, so he would just skip over text replies without saying anything in order to save face.]
The effect of his otherwise withering glare is somewhat undermined by the fact that he opens his mouth to speak but compulsively twitches his head to the side to stare over one shoulder for a few moments, paranoid about things lurking in the shadows. He wets his lips when he finally looks back, suspicion and unease written across his pointed features before he schools them into a sneer again. ]
I am not a mage-- [ he practically spits the word, what a pleasant first impression he's making here ] but even I can see that this is not the Fade. In Between, they say. Bah. What nonsense.
[ In fact while he's at it let him just stare distastefully down his nose at the thing in his hands. "Technology?" Unlikely. By its strange glow and stranger capabilities, it is totally obviously something far worse!! ] This place reeks of magic all the same. And I wonder who has suffered to make it so? Magic comes with a cost. It always comes with a cost.
Whoever did this will reap what they've sown. I should like to be as far away as I can be when that day comes.
[ooc: Please don't reply with text!! Fenris is illiterate and kinda ashamed about it, so he would just skip over text replies without saying anything in order to save face.]
uwu action!!
[ There's a chuckle and it's been a while since he'd gotten to tease someone used not used to the Scoia'tael life on their aversion to tree climbing. They don't pick up new recruits terrible often. ] I paid my dues in drunken falls in my younger years, I assure you you need not worry for me. [ Because it was totally just him you were worried about, right? Right. ]
uwu action!!
He takes his greatsword off and leans it against the base of the tree, eyeing it longingly for a split second before beginning to climb again. He doesn't like being separated from his sword ok. His giant overcompensating sword. DON'T JUDGE HIM.
He makes it the rest of the way up eventually, but not without swearing up a storm, and he gives Iorveth the most disgruntled glower he can muster up when he gets there. You hand that vodka over right now mister!! ] Do you feel your point has been proven, then?
uwu action!!
There's a smirk when Fenris makes it up and a nod in affirmation. ] I do. [ He climbs up higher, onto the platform he'd extending in the last couple months here to have ample room for a sleeping area and then some comfortably. ] Come on, then. You'll be sturdy up here and I'll be sure to catch you if you start to topple off.