Arivaela'ruar Encampment

Grinning widely, Eranna takes his hand as offered. "Vcilw ane saaan aey. E vyalalaaw aey amama nel, fyan E wewl'an amillan ane illalaysa laelnya anirela ela eym oemlaan anesa saaanelv." She bounces on her feet slightly, her expression, though pleasant, didn't help draw attention from the scarring that marred the right side of her face as if in defiance of something. "E's ilmeylw oem vaananelv ilmeylw anmiltyla illw cenynla." She shrugs. "E's lean anee veew ilan ean aaan anireyvir." She raises a hand and waves her bandaged fingers at him playfully.

Moving to the seat he offered, she continued to talk while she watched him work. "Lae amiral wew aey ilmmeela el Saanir Wmillem? We aey cena ean irama lae oilm? E oelw anira ilanselatyirama irama il fean elanesewilanelv laesaanesala, lae E'ela faal weelv laesa a'tycemelv el sa eaml ellaanailw. Irilela aey wela illa a'tycemelv?" She asks all at once, a finger placed thoughtfully on her chin as she thinks of and voices everything she might want to know.

{{ Translation [Elven]: Glad to meet you. I guessed you were kin, but I didn't want to assume since this is our first time meeting.

I'm around for getting around traps and locks.

I'm not too good at it yet though.

So when did you arrive in Myth Dranor? Do you like it here so far? I find the atmosphere here a bit intimidating sometimes, so I've been doing some exploring on my own instead. Have you done any exploring? }}

He takes her hand (the one not all bandaided up) and kisses it as accustomed to his nature. He quickly catches on to her giddiness and seemingly hyperactive personality. He would look at her hand and wince having reminisced on a time when his fingers had been mangled from such lessons. Vildur would then respond to her bombardment of questions “I have been around these forests for a total of ninety years. Not consecutively mind you, I did venture to Evermeet for duration. I have seen many aspects of this land and will see more as time shapes it further.” He looks at her with a slight smirk and continues his labors again.

So far whenever Karovir visited the camp he was merely ignored. Even when he accompanied the Coronal who wanted to see what it was about the elves kept straight ignoring him. Karovir still greeted and bid them a farewell but is worried about the growing disrespect against other races and therefor against the law, too.

*Nadin visits the camp with some frequency, always friendly he tends to stop and talks a lot, specially with Mahalion. After such meetings sometimes Nadin walks away smiling, and sometimes somehow saddened.*

Chaos breaks loose at the Arivaela'ruar Encampment during the recent evening as the Half-breed known as Garok imposes his will on a group of elves that make their home there; effectively causing heavy discomfort and unrest in the area. It would seem that there was some form of Argument in between the Half-breed and a group of Elves sitting around the Campfire of the Encampment; Many insults were traded in between all parties involved.

*After hear news about another incident envolving Garok and elves Nadin frows deeply.* - This will not end good. *When he hears about insults to the A'tel'Quessir he will disapproves entirely.* - About orcs I can understand the feelings, but insults to half-elves are utterly wrong, this I can't understand, and I hope they end as an isolated incident.

While on patrol, Anadra comes accross a very large boar that was damaging trees and young plants in the part of the forest known as the Rimwood.

After killing the boar, she takes as much as the meat as she can transport back to Myth Drannor and offers it to the Arivaela'ruar cook.

She takes the remaining meat to the nearby dwarven halls and offers it to the dwarven cooks.

The skin and bones she gives to various craftsmen in Myth Drannor so that no part of the animal is wasted.

Karovir passes and nods mumbling: "Good fires should be put out if no one watches over them."

Araevin approaches the fire with a curious look on his face.
He casts few spells to see better if anyone is around him and then puts off the fire himself.

"I should speak to Mahalion about it, this is so irresponsible of him to do such a thing."

Jakunen wrote:

Araevin Teshurr wrote:

Araevin approaches the fire with a curious look on his face.
He casts few spells to see better if anyone is around him and then puts off the fire himself.

"I should speak to Mahalion about it, this is so irresponsible of him to do such a thing."

*Whoever or whatever lit those fires is long gone from the area when Araevin cast his spells...*

*And this is exactly why Araevin believes Mahalion should answer for that*