Herian, because let’s pretend I can sneak reference to Herian in these GM tags, deserves an award for not rolling her eyes right out of her head and into another dimension at the mention of how hard life is for the Dalish. Oh, yes, they deserve so many condolences.
Blah blah salt blah blah honour blah blah childhood trauma concealed with calm blah blah Herian is so knightly ooh
Back to more important people:
Aithne and Pryer take no mind of Herian, because who cares about shem scrubs? No one. Kelvyn scrutinises her more harshly, but Neasa retains her small smile. Even so, the Keeper addresses Sina only when next she speaks, though her gaze flickers to Pel.
“I am relieved to hear the thoughts of two Firsts, two commended so highly by separate clans. It is all the more valuable, in the wake of us losing our own. I am very lucky to have so capable a student as Pryderi to take his place.” She lays a gentle hand on her new First’s shoulder, though her gaze remains fixed on Sina. “And I celebrate the recovering of Clan Dahlasanor. The very spirit of enasal, surely, and all the more that it is a defiant recovery in the face of shem’len interference. What was the greatest act of mien'harel that you recall?”
Aithne looks from the Keeper to Pel and Sina. “The Keeper speaks for all of us. There’s little so great as the survival in the face of shem’len viciousness.” She pauses, and the corner of her mouth flickers. “The seth'lin that joined you must have been worthy of your— high regard.”
And Pryderi takes half a step forward, looking to Pel. "Are you alright?"
( translation notes:
Enasal: joy in triumph over loss.
Mien'harel: rebellion/violent call for justice; “a concept that when humans push the elven population too far they must remind them that even a ‘short blade’ must be respected.” Maybe more a city elf thing but let us pretend.
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Blah blah salt blah blah honour blah blah childhood trauma concealed with calm blah blah Herian is so knightly ooh
Back to more important people:
Aithne and Pryer take no mind of Herian, because who cares about shem scrubs? No one. Kelvyn scrutinises her more harshly, but Neasa retains her small smile. Even so, the Keeper addresses Sina only when next she speaks, though her gaze flickers to Pel.
“I am relieved to hear the thoughts of two Firsts, two commended so highly by separate clans. It is all the more valuable, in the wake of us losing our own. I am very lucky to have so capable a student as Pryderi to take his place.” She lays a gentle hand on her new First’s shoulder, though her gaze remains fixed on Sina.
“And I celebrate the recovering of Clan Dahlasanor. The very spirit of enasal, surely, and all the more that it is a defiant recovery in the face of shem’len interference. What was the greatest act of mien'harel that you recall?”
Aithne looks from the Keeper to Pel and Sina. “The Keeper speaks for all of us. There’s little so great as the survival in the face of shem’len viciousness.” She pauses, and the corner of her mouth flickers. “The seth'lin that joined you must have been worthy of your— high regard.”
And Pryderi takes half a step forward, looking to Pel. "Are you alright?"
( translation notes:
Enasal: joy in triumph over loss.
Mien'harel: rebellion/violent call for justice; “a concept that when humans push the elven population too far they must remind them that even a ‘short blade’ must be respected.” Maybe more a city elf thing but let us pretend.
Seth'lin: thin blood; an insult. )