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[laurenande]

(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.)

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voice ;

[laurenande]

This will, indeed.

[Galadriel agrees (in a fashion that is less than helpful, overall.]

But, we are new to this place, this world. We do not yet carry a part of it with us, not as we do with Arda, with Aman. Perhaps such markings would help tie us to this place; we shall be here for some time, after all.

[She cannot help but ask:]

How long do such markings last?

voice ;

[rowancrowned]

Long enough to plant an entire forest.

[ in halamshiral, the mallorn grows, patient, steady. ]

Perhaps a decade before fading beyond notice? They are done willingly, and what heals can be reinforced by craft until the designs can be reapplied if needed. I- would not know.

[ he pauses, considers. ]

Both of us are wed. Unless more arrive, there will be no elflings. No marriages between Elvhen and Quendi.

Re: voice ;

[laurenande]

And this would serve as a passable alternative.

[Galadriel nods, her agreement insofar as it matters.]

A decade is easily forgotten, but the effects of this will permeate beyond that time.

[The risk, overall, seemed worth the reward.]

voice ;

[rowancrowned]

[ it's-- odd.

he cares far more about her opinion than he ever, ever imagined doing before. ]

Yes. I will inform you when matters become clearer. I do not intend to do this tomorrow.