(Hey LuvMiddleEarth... your character is in a banquet right? Mingling with royalty from all over? Would you be interested in even talking with some of my characters? They could be visiting too.)<br/><br/>[Solice and Telluria]<br/>Telluria blinked at the young elf's stammering voice, the nervousness clearly evident. The small, red-haired elf almost seemed to be tripping over words... lacking in the grace any elf should have.<br/><br/>Immediately, Telluria repremanded herself mentally. 'Such cruel assumptions are the foundation of prejudice in every being, mortal or immortal. Ware such things in others, but twice over in yourself.'<br/><br/>"I was unaware any of our cousins from the north lived here, and apart from the village." Telluria let her poise settle slightly, seeming less imposing... but only a little.<br/>"Whether you know of our customs or not, taking the life of an innocent creature of the forest is a terrible thing. Why have you killed this elk?" she asks. "Even our hunters know and respect how precious the nature and life around us is, and only hunt monsters and enemies that seek to invade our home."