(Galadriel is fairly used to getting mail but she'll be a bit shocked to receive any in Thedas. For any notes, missives, letters, or other communications.)
[ he's been sitting quietly, watching her work the loom and acting rather subdued, greeting her quietly when he first stepped in. since then, he's been sitting, quietly appreciating her presence. ]
Galadriel, what do you suppose might happen when immortality is restored to elves that assume it is-- acceptable to kinslay? That think the solution to being wronged is to seek bloody vengeance?
[Thranduil is often wont to watch in silence. She expects her presence is a balm to him just as his is to her. Because he does this with some regularity, she isn't startled by the sudden question.]
You expect it shall be restored abruptly? [It was an interesting hypothetical--true, it was a goal they were working toward, but hypothetical nonetheless.]
Were I an idealist, I might expect that the allure of immortality would sway a mortal heart to gentler means. In truth? I suspect there shall be a generation of terrible, bloody conflict that shall go unforgotten ere the ending of this world.
It appears to have been lost within a generation or two.
[ he crosses his legs, arms folded, leaning back against the wall. he's relaxed, or he's come to a conclusion. all that remains is to bring galadriel along to the same conclusion. ]
Worse, perhaps, for this world has Blights and demons and Craft handed out to every tenth Man. For all your Uncle did, his madness and the madness of his followers could be turned against the Enemy. At least we Quendi united for that. And who is to say it will breed out within a generation?
[Galadriel continues weaving as she listens, and she listens carefully.]
It is an easy thing, recalling my uncle and his followers as mad--but it is folly to dismiss him so. Madness very rarely drives any mind to murder.
[She pauses her weaving and turns in her seat.]
The conflict that will rise in this world will be truly terrible, even by our standards. The whole of it may burn before the fires can be doused...but, the more dreadful the toll, the more quickly change comes.
Unless they are truly without feeling, it will only be a generation.
Do you wish to stay the restoration of immortality among them?
[ he inclines his head, allows her that. he's... proud of this companionship they have, born by necessity, putting the ghosts behind them. still, it is fragile. he'll leave her uncle be. ]
And then how long before it catches again? Thedas cannot seem to go a generation without outright slaughter. These thoughts they have, the impulses, the violence-- The only way to be sure that they are turned to the correct path is to monitor the whole of a generation, to see them raised without these tendencies, teach them to their children.
[ which falls to him and galadriel. ]
Yes. [ that's why he's having this conversation. ] And I would have-- ideally-- that nurtured generation be the parents of the ones that would have immortality restored to them. These rifts, Corypheus-- the population will drop as it did after the Blight, however-- it will still be far too large for us to manage.
[Her brow dips gently as she listens to him, as he weaves the future he fears and draws it into the shape of the one he prefers. It is an interesting theory Thranduil has conjured--to raise children without the violent influences of the world around them...but it is no small task, even for the Eldar.]
And such is our task, is it not?
[Managing the people of this world?
Ultimately, it likely is what they were sent to this world to do, but it is dangerous thought. It is a thought Galadriel has struggled with for long, dark years. ...But, of all people, she perhaps understands the allure of power and dominion best.
Her answer is neutral and diplomatic; she does not disagree but neither can she allow herself to agree.]
If that is the goal, we must first remove the danger from these lands. The shadow that lingers here is too deep to foster gentleness in the hearts of elves.
Then, once the world is freed of poison, we may direct the flow of events.
Such is our task, he echoes, And none better suited to it.
[ they are uniquely talented, each in their own way. if he had a choice, there would have been more he would have wanted at his side-- elrond half-elven, for example. thingol, if they could reach beyond middle earth. melian, luthien, if he could dream so broadly. his son.
such hopes are beyond him. he must only work with what he has. and what he has is not insubstantial. ]
You are, dear cousin, the Lady of Light. Such titles are not given out so easily. I think shadows will flee before you once you have the means to shine your light into the dark places.
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Galadriel, what do you suppose might happen when immortality is restored to elves that assume it is-- acceptable to kinslay? That think the solution to being wronged is to seek bloody vengeance?
Omg I choked on my drink. Good. Lets do this.
You expect it shall be restored abruptly? [It was an interesting hypothetical--true, it was a goal they were working toward, but hypothetical nonetheless.]
Were I an idealist, I might expect that the allure of immortality would sway a mortal heart to gentler means. In truth? I suspect there shall be a generation of terrible, bloody conflict that shall go unforgotten ere the ending of this world.
As it did in ours.
no subject
[ he crosses his legs, arms folded, leaning back against the wall. he's relaxed, or he's come to a conclusion. all that remains is to bring galadriel along to the same conclusion. ]
Worse, perhaps, for this world has Blights and demons and Craft handed out to every tenth Man. For all your Uncle did, his madness and the madness of his followers could be turned against the Enemy. At least we Quendi united for that. And who is to say it will breed out within a generation?
no subject
It is an easy thing, recalling my uncle and his followers as mad--but it is folly to dismiss him so. Madness very rarely drives any mind to murder.
[She pauses her weaving and turns in her seat.]
The conflict that will rise in this world will be truly terrible, even by our standards. The whole of it may burn before the fires can be doused...but, the more dreadful the toll, the more quickly change comes.
Unless they are truly without feeling, it will only be a generation.
Do you wish to stay the restoration of immortality among them?
no subject
And then how long before it catches again? Thedas cannot seem to go a generation without outright slaughter. These thoughts they have, the impulses, the violence-- The only way to be sure that they are turned to the correct path is to monitor the whole of a generation, to see them raised without these tendencies, teach them to their children.
[ which falls to him and galadriel. ]
Yes. [ that's why he's having this conversation. ] And I would have-- ideally-- that nurtured generation be the parents of the ones that would have immortality restored to them. These rifts, Corypheus-- the population will drop as it did after the Blight, however-- it will still be far too large for us to manage.
no subject
And such is our task, is it not?
[Managing the people of this world?
Ultimately, it likely is what they were sent to this world to do, but it is dangerous thought. It is a thought Galadriel has struggled with for long, dark years. ...But, of all people, she perhaps understands the allure of power and dominion best.
Her answer is neutral and diplomatic; she does not disagree but neither can she allow herself to agree.]
If that is the goal, we must first remove the danger from these lands. The shadow that lingers here is too deep to foster gentleness in the hearts of elves.
Then, once the world is freed of poison, we may direct the flow of events.
no subject
[ they are uniquely talented, each in their own way. if he had a choice, there would have been more he would have wanted at his side-- elrond half-elven, for example. thingol, if they could reach beyond middle earth. melian, luthien, if he could dream so broadly. his son.
such hopes are beyond him. he must only work with what he has. and what he has is not insubstantial. ]
You are, dear cousin, the Lady of Light. Such titles are not given out so easily. I think shadows will flee before you once you have the means to shine your light into the dark places.