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[Fenris is not impressed by his first experience of Earth. There are carts that move around without horses, it's noisy and bright and MODERN. Being made human, well, that's more an annoyance than anything. Unlike Merrill, he has no deep-seated pride in being an elf. Besides, the endless ache of the lyrium is gone. For the time.
Still, he wouldn't be Fenris if he wasn't perpetually annoyed at something]
There is a country in my world called Oralis. This...Paris reminds me of that place. Full of people who are more interested in fashion and social ladders, gossip and fine food than the real problems in the world. This is a place of ignorant indulgence, and I refuse to play into the game Paradisa is currently playing.
[Then, after a considerable pause, because having them is still a hard concept to grasp;]
( Friends )
Still, he wouldn't be Fenris if he wasn't perpetually annoyed at something]
There is a country in my world called Oralis. This...Paris reminds me of that place. Full of people who are more interested in fashion and social ladders, gossip and fine food than the real problems in the world. This is a place of ignorant indulgence, and I refuse to play into the game Paradisa is currently playing.
[Then, after a considerable pause, because having them is still a hard concept to grasp;]