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[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Galadriel (or Artanis, as she now thinks of herself) suddenly found herself in a room that was totally unfamiliar to her. What’s even stranger is that she had no memory of how she got there. She finds the journal fairly quickly and flips through it, but it does little to assuage her fears.

When she dictates, it’s not the calm, practiced dictation of Galadriel (although there are hints of it in there), but rather the voice of a frightened young girl, trying to sound far more intimidating than she is capable of being.]

I know not who brought me here, nor why, but know that my father and my brothers will not stand for this. I am Artanis, daughter of the High King Finarfin. If you release me immediately, they may be persuaded to show you mercy.

[With that she tucks the journal under her arm and sets out to explore, first the room she arrived in, and then the castle. Unlike on her initial exploration, however, her movements are slightly hesitant, timid, and more obviously marked by fear. ]

[ooc: She will be running into Rin in their shared room, I believe, but after that will be roaming the castle. Feel free to encounter the mini-elf or to answer her over the journal.]

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Dictated for now

[heraldofnoldor.livejournal.com]

[There's at least one person here who recognizes all of that, and he's now rather confused. Just what is going on here? But have one very calm response here yup.]

You will find that the High King does not dwell here, nor do your brothers Lady Artanis. [Ugh what is his life? But he's sounding a little warmer kids bring it out of him and knowing who this is only makes it more important.] And you fill find few here if any who know of what you speak.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[The calmness helps, as does the warmth, and she sounds a little more collected when she speaks again.]

Yet you do, do you not, my Lord? I sense you are not my captor, so I fear I must prevail upon you for help.

[It's the carefully practiced formality of a very well trained young lady speaking to someone she suspects is an important person. She may not know Elrond now, but she knows the regal tone of an Elven lord.]

[sir-durge.livejournal.com]

[Durge does not know Galadriel by sight, but he does know a lost child when he sees it, and that is all he needs to know.

The somber knight steps forward and addresses her softly]

Do you require assistance, young miss?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She stands a little straighter, trying to look the part of daughter of the High King. She must be brave.]

I fear I do, sir, for I have only just found myself here and there is much that I do not understand.

dictated

[reset-week.livejournal.com]

[he knows that tone - trying to sound brave when you're frightened.]

I'm sorry but you can't leave. None of the people here can.


[ooc: I couldn't miss out on this :) tags might be a little slow.]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

And who is responsible for this outrage? [Coming from adult Galadriel, that question might have been terrifying. Coming from Artanis? It's mildly unnerving.]

[ooc: That's fine! This could be cute.]

[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[Fenris will be brooding in the lobby, as usual. He doesn't recognise her at first, of course, but the ears are always a give away. Elves stick together, and all that jazz]

You are new here.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I am, though I should prefer not to be. [Does the slightly haughty tone sound familiar? Of course, it's pretty much a cover for nervousness now.]

action / room filter forever?

[payback.livejournal.com]

[Rin is definitely just in her private area... cohabiting with Galadriel is wonderful, but being in the exact same small space would be a little too much for Rin and her conception of privacy. She seems to be reading a book and grooming her Arcanine (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/File:059Arcanine.png) at the same time. Tad is big, there's quite a lot of him to groom, and it all has her attention quite nicely gathered up.

What will you do, Galadriel?]

Yes! <3

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Stare, that's what. She's far from cowardly, but it takes her a moment to gather up her courage to approach the strange creature and the strange girl (who is clearly not an elf!).

Eventually, though, she does approach, swiftly and with a practiced (and faked) confidence.]

Who are you, where have I found myself, and who is responsible for this?

[It's more of a demand than a question, but she certainly does give the impression of someone puffing herself up to appear bigger than she is.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[oh, dear. he's seen enough of her mind and her memories to know just what's gone on here. first River, then Jilly, and now Galadriel .... Five sighs, softly]

Well, this is becoming a rather inconvenient trend.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[There's a little frown and, if he could see it, a familiar look of concentration.]

I fear I do not understand, sir.

[kungfuwitch.livejournal.com]

[Phoebe sees the little blond girl wandering around looking utterly confused. Concerned, she walks over]

Hello. Are you alright?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She draws herself up to her full height (something significantly less impressive than usual) and tries to look confident.]

I shall be, I think. I have but just arrived and do not yet have my bearings.

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

[Will frowns in confusion as he sees the girl wandering about. There was something oddly familiar about her.]

Are you quite alright?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[And Will just feels...off to her. Not in a bad way, of course, but not like most of the Second Born she had met here. She stops to respond, her blue eyes sharpening, looking for some answer to the question she hasn't yet asked.]

I am as well as one may be, under such circumstances. There is much of this place I do not yet understand, but I am unharmed.

[madetothwart.livejournal.com]

[He was walking through the castle when he came across this frightened child almost walking into his legs, bending and giving her a kind smile.]

Hello there, little miss, are you lost?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Frightened she may be, but she's making a rather great effort not to show it. She's trying very hard to pull off that regal air that Galadriel normally exudes with ease, but it just isn't quite working.]

In a manner of speaking. I have only just arrived and I feel I should know more of this place.

[longaevus]

Is there anything more that you wish to know? [ She doesn't want to repeat herself after everyone's spoken to her ]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I scarcely know what to ask. [She's a little overwhelmed, though she's trying to hide it.] I am ignorant even of what is needful for me to know.

placeholder ... and i apologize aaaahh

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Alleria is similarly wandering the castle, her hood concealing her features except for the burning red eyes within. And the big pointy ears, those too, but those are kind of difficult to hide.

While on this loss, she is much less curious than is ordinary, but she still knows an elf when she sees one. And a new elf is a new elf, regardless of if it still lives while she does not. Too, her innate kinship with other elves is still a part of her, no matter how hard she tries to kill it.

Approaching slowly, she lowers her hood and tries to make her voice as gentle as possible, though it still reverberates with a ghostly, chilling echo.]

Are you lost, young one? You are not familiar to me, and it is not safe to be alone in this place.

Haha, this is great. And here I am without a "scared shitless" icon.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Galadriel is fairly understanding about this sort of thing. She's seen enough to know that appearances can be highly deceiving and she's not easily frightened.

Unfortunately, this is Artanis and not yet Galadriel. Her senses are rather overwhelmed in this new place, with so much that she hasn't ever experienced before, but even so the undead elf stands out. And her appearance and voice don't help- it's like something she would make up to scare her brothers.

But she recognizes the gentle tone and the older elf is obviously attempting to be less terrifying. She sensed no ill intent. It would not do for a daughter of Finarfin to treat a stranger less well than she had been treated. So she swallows her fear, stands a little straighter, and tries to imbue her voice with all the lordliness of her father's.]

Lost? Nay, it is more a matter of exploration. I have just arrived and I will learn more of this place, alone or no.

[Gutsy words. They would sound better if her voice weren't shaking a little.]

/innocent face? :3

[walkinthruwalls]

Can you get them to take the rest of us home too?

[ Not the best first words? ]

Sorry. You're in Paradisa. We've all been brought here, pretty much.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[No, not the best first words. She sounds a bit...deflated when she responds.]

So I have heard. And were they to come here, I have no doubt that they would seek to do just that.

Dictated for now

[heraldofnoldor.livejournal.com]

[There's at least one person here who recognizes all of that, and he's now rather confused. Just what is going on here? But have one very calm response here yup.]

You will find that the High King does not dwell here, nor do your brothers Lady Artanis. [Ugh what is his life? But he's sounding a little warmer kids bring it out of him and knowing who this is only makes it more important.] And you fill find few here if any who know of what you speak.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[The calmness helps, as does the warmth, and she sounds a little more collected when she speaks again.]

Yet you do, do you not, my Lord? I sense you are not my captor, so I fear I must prevail upon you for help.

[It's the carefully practiced formality of a very well trained young lady speaking to someone she suspects is an important person. She may not know Elrond now, but she knows the regal tone of an Elven lord.]

[sir-durge.livejournal.com]

[Durge does not know Galadriel by sight, but he does know a lost child when he sees it, and that is all he needs to know.

The somber knight steps forward and addresses her softly]

Do you require assistance, young miss?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She stands a little straighter, trying to look the part of daughter of the High King. She must be brave.]

I fear I do, sir, for I have only just found myself here and there is much that I do not understand.

dictated

[reset-week.livejournal.com]

[he knows that tone - trying to sound brave when you're frightened.]

I'm sorry but you can't leave. None of the people here can.


[ooc: I couldn't miss out on this :) tags might be a little slow.]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

And who is responsible for this outrage? [Coming from adult Galadriel, that question might have been terrifying. Coming from Artanis? It's mildly unnerving.]

[ooc: That's fine! This could be cute.]

[wolfuncaged.livejournal.com]

[Fenris will be brooding in the lobby, as usual. He doesn't recognise her at first, of course, but the ears are always a give away. Elves stick together, and all that jazz]

You are new here.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I am, though I should prefer not to be. [Does the slightly haughty tone sound familiar? Of course, it's pretty much a cover for nervousness now.]

action / room filter forever?

[payback.livejournal.com]

[Rin is definitely just in her private area... cohabiting with Galadriel is wonderful, but being in the exact same small space would be a little too much for Rin and her conception of privacy. She seems to be reading a book and grooming her Arcanine (http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/File:059Arcanine.png) at the same time. Tad is big, there's quite a lot of him to groom, and it all has her attention quite nicely gathered up.

What will you do, Galadriel?]

Yes! <3

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Stare, that's what. She's far from cowardly, but it takes her a moment to gather up her courage to approach the strange creature and the strange girl (who is clearly not an elf!).

Eventually, though, she does approach, swiftly and with a practiced (and faked) confidence.]

Who are you, where have I found myself, and who is responsible for this?

[It's more of a demand than a question, but she certainly does give the impression of someone puffing herself up to appear bigger than she is.]

[cricketycricket.livejournal.com]

[oh, dear. he's seen enough of her mind and her memories to know just what's gone on here. first River, then Jilly, and now Galadriel .... Five sighs, softly]

Well, this is becoming a rather inconvenient trend.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[There's a little frown and, if he could see it, a familiar look of concentration.]

I fear I do not understand, sir.

[kungfuwitch.livejournal.com]

[Phoebe sees the little blond girl wandering around looking utterly confused. Concerned, she walks over]

Hello. Are you alright?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[She draws herself up to her full height (something significantly less impressive than usual) and tries to look confident.]

I shall be, I think. I have but just arrived and do not yet have my bearings.

[beyondimagining.livejournal.com]

[Will frowns in confusion as he sees the girl wandering about. There was something oddly familiar about her.]

Are you quite alright?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[And Will just feels...off to her. Not in a bad way, of course, but not like most of the Second Born she had met here. She stops to respond, her blue eyes sharpening, looking for some answer to the question she hasn't yet asked.]

I am as well as one may be, under such circumstances. There is much of this place I do not yet understand, but I am unharmed.

[madetothwart.livejournal.com]

[He was walking through the castle when he came across this frightened child almost walking into his legs, bending and giving her a kind smile.]

Hello there, little miss, are you lost?

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Frightened she may be, but she's making a rather great effort not to show it. She's trying very hard to pull off that regal air that Galadriel normally exudes with ease, but it just isn't quite working.]

In a manner of speaking. I have only just arrived and I feel I should know more of this place.

[longaevus]

Is there anything more that you wish to know? [ She doesn't want to repeat herself after everyone's spoken to her ]

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

I scarcely know what to ask. [She's a little overwhelmed, though she's trying to hide it.] I am ignorant even of what is needful for me to know.

placeholder ... and i apologize aaaahh

[arrowonthewind.livejournal.com]

[Alleria is similarly wandering the castle, her hood concealing her features except for the burning red eyes within. And the big pointy ears, those too, but those are kind of difficult to hide.

While on this loss, she is much less curious than is ordinary, but she still knows an elf when she sees one. And a new elf is a new elf, regardless of if it still lives while she does not. Too, her innate kinship with other elves is still a part of her, no matter how hard she tries to kill it.

Approaching slowly, she lowers her hood and tries to make her voice as gentle as possible, though it still reverberates with a ghostly, chilling echo.]

Are you lost, young one? You are not familiar to me, and it is not safe to be alone in this place.

Haha, this is great. And here I am without a "scared shitless" icon.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[Galadriel is fairly understanding about this sort of thing. She's seen enough to know that appearances can be highly deceiving and she's not easily frightened.

Unfortunately, this is Artanis and not yet Galadriel. Her senses are rather overwhelmed in this new place, with so much that she hasn't ever experienced before, but even so the undead elf stands out. And her appearance and voice don't help- it's like something she would make up to scare her brothers.

But she recognizes the gentle tone and the older elf is obviously attempting to be less terrifying. She sensed no ill intent. It would not do for a daughter of Finarfin to treat a stranger less well than she had been treated. So she swallows her fear, stands a little straighter, and tries to imbue her voice with all the lordliness of her father's.]

Lost? Nay, it is more a matter of exploration. I have just arrived and I will learn more of this place, alone or no.

[Gutsy words. They would sound better if her voice weren't shaking a little.]

/innocent face? :3

[walkinthruwalls]

Can you get them to take the rest of us home too?

[ Not the best first words? ]

Sorry. You're in Paradisa. We've all been brought here, pretty much.

[inafadingcrown.livejournal.com]

[No, not the best first words. She sounds a bit...deflated when she responds.]

So I have heard. And were they to come here, I have no doubt that they would seek to do just that.