"I will need help, I fear," Galadriel replied after a pause and pressed a hand against the bandages at her side. Already the blood was soaking through them, though the potions had done much to numb the pain. Quendi were hard to kill, even with such injuries, but that did not mean they retained their strength as they healed.
"I will not make it far before I must rest." Already she began to sound out of breath and she met Beleth's eyes, her expression pained, but urgent. She had no desire to alarm Haldir of her plight, but panic still coursed through her, and she could not bend to search this place, nor could she leave before she had. Her voice resounded in the young elf's mind, unmistakable and without the strain that her speaking voice held.
Beleth, search the ground if you can, as we move. I have lost something precious to me, something of great power, and it must be found, but Haldir cannot know. Not now.
The image of a silver ring, wreathed in white starlight is granted to the Dalish elf; it is a sight no being apart from herself has seen in thousands of years, but Beleth can be trusted.
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A riot indeed."I will need help, I fear," Galadriel replied after a pause and pressed a hand against the bandages at her side. Already the blood was soaking through them, though the potions had done much to numb the pain. Quendi were hard to kill, even with such injuries, but that did not mean they retained their strength as they healed.
"I will not make it far before I must rest." Already she began to sound out of breath and she met Beleth's eyes, her expression pained, but urgent. She had no desire to alarm Haldir of her plight, but panic still coursed through her, and she could not bend to search this place, nor could she leave before she had. Her voice resounded in the young elf's mind, unmistakable and without the strain that her speaking voice held.
Beleth, search the ground if you can, as we move. I have lost something precious to me, something of great power, and it must be found, but Haldir cannot know. Not now.
The image of a silver ring, wreathed in white starlight is granted to the Dalish elf; it is a sight no being apart from herself has seen in thousands of years, but Beleth can be trusted.