Play of the Puppeteer [open]

[Alysia]

Shrugging her cloak back on, she nodded in acquiescence and lead him in the direction of the altar in silence. As she walked, she couldn't help but notice the buildings made of trees and the likes. She had almost been startled when he spoke.

Listening to his statement, glancing at him from the corner of her eye, she was silently amazed to hear of his participation in the war. Of course that was way before her time and she had never really bothered to learn but the basics of Alanor's history. She was more centered on the now, rather than the past. When she remembered her past, she tended to...wish for what was and became a little 'growly' with others for a while (or did stupid things that made her reminisces). However that did not mean she was not fascinated to learn new things and listen to stories.

As he spoke, she noted he spoke with pride...and fondness? She silently wondered what it had been like to fight in that war and end up as a Goblin Blade. To go from one thing to another...and while she was thinking about it, what was it like to go from a sleep like death to suddenly arisen? And How? All of these thoughts ended in more questions and Alysia couldn't help but feel lightly worried at what was happening.

Feeling his attention upon her once more, Alysia looked at him and frowned. It was a popular question these days it seemed. She contemplated over how to tell him then mentally shrugged. Maybe if he knew what was going on, he'd be able to figure out what was going on. Maybe even enlighten her as well.

"I do not even know where to begin sir. Most of what I know is little, but I will tell you what I know. While I was looking for the hunter of a slain ram in the mists, the Festival of Imbolc was besieged by a large group of shades. It was due to some strategic thinking that kept it from becoming a massacre. Then not long afterwards the eclipse came about. No one is really sure as to what is the cause or the why it is happening." Alysia took a small breath before continuing, "The slaugh have been sighted at night flying above. No one is quite sure as to their stand in this mess is, but they did show up with the Unseelie King Cel at the festival. Also their are rumors that the Drow have resurface and reside in the far reaches of Alanor. Their goals are unknown as well. The Queen...has not announced or done anything as of yet that we know of." She finished, sure she covered the basics of everything.

Thinking about her last statement about the Queen, Alysia would not say much more on her. She was no fool and would not publicly voice her doubts about the Queen where ears could easily hear. When it came to the Queen, Alysia felt confusion. She was loyal, don't get her wrong...but she felt as if the queen wasn't doing very...queeny things at the moment. That is why many are taking it upon themselves to stop whatever disaster was looming ahead for Alanor.

[Linden]

”I doubt the eclipse has much to do with the troubles that plague Alanor. I’ve experienced many of them before without incidence…” If don’t consider the dead coming back to life an incident. He thought to himself as he wished his sentence. Of course Linden had experienced dozens of eclipses. For nearly an entire decade the Goblin Blade had only been afforded time with his wife and friends during the eclipse. The only reason Linden believed the eclipse was of no importance was because he had seen so many and thus far they had only proved to be positive for him.

From where they were Linden could see the Altar of the Fate but Alysia’s words prompted him to stop in his track. He considered what she said, regarding it with some hesitance. Eventually he spoke and though he felt apprehensive about broaching the topic of the Sluagh and the Drow he was too curious to be subtle. Plus, the behemoth had never been skilled in the art of subtlety.

”The Sluagh?” He grabbed a hold of Alysia’s shoulder and turned her to face him. He bared down on her, pointing his finger in her face, ”At the Seelie Court they are the Host, using any other name might get your tongue cut out.” He thought for a second, considering she had told him a much abbreviated version of what she knew he figured tiny details would only serve to help him formulate an accurate portrait of what was happening in Alanor. ”The Drow...What have they done to earn the faerie’s attention? And what type of relationship does the Unseelie king have with the Seelie Court?” He asked these questions, of course, because he knew very well what a foreign race making residence in Alanor could mean. And at the moment he wasn't very familar with the Drow.

[Alysia]

Thinking about what he said about the eclipse, Alysia couldn't help but frown. It may have happened so many times before, but this was way too convenient. The shades, the drow, the slaugh, unrest amongst the courts...no she would be suspicious until proved otherwise. Alysia was in deep thought, she barely registered the area around her.

Alysia was startled as Lindin turned her about and waggled his finger at her as if she were a child and talking to her as if she were a fool. Narrowing her eyes and biting her tongue, the only thing that saved him from a removed finger was who he was. He was a Goblin Blade for a reason and she had a feeling he had a purpose for being awoken. She really did not wish to piss off any fate. Not only that, he had only arose from the grave not too long ago and she'd be a poor guide if she removed a finger just because he treated her as if she were a child. Maybe the dirt went to his head? Worms maybe? However she kept the comments to herself.

Silently counting to ten, she calmed down enough to respond reasonably polite. "Please do not point your finger and speak to me as if I were so stupid. I am merely telling you what I know and have heard." Alysia looked long and hard at him to let him know that she did not appreciate that. Goblin Blade or no, she will not put up with it. She did not have to tell him anything at all and could very well leave him in the dark.

Sighing, as most of her frustration evaporated, she considered his last questions. "Now the Drow are the suspects behind the shade attack. I'm afraid I know not more than that. If you wish to find out from others you then that is your decision....The relationship between the courts are...I guess strained for lack of better term. We're definitely not good buddy buddies I can tell you that." Alysia ignored that niggling voice in the back of her head when it came to the King. She definitely did not wish to broach THAT subject yet...and definitely not with Lindin.