Resources like that indicate a backer—a rich one, and well connected, with a specific preference for elven recruits and a preoccupation with an ancient aesthetic...
It's not as though there aren't any human lords that applies to. There have always been nobles who acquire elvhen relics out of a fascination with the heathen mysticism of them all, and that's a far more likely leap for anyone who doesn't already know about Fen'Harel to make than a returned elven god has sent his agents to combat the Venatori. No one's going to just stumble onto that.
"Pyres," Talin says, attempting to force himself out of his thoughts. "They're usually Andrastian, or at least steeped enough in it to want to be burned."
A difference which could cause some conflict in Fen'Harel's halls if the agents were feeling particularly quarrelsome—haven't you left behind that shemlen drivel, the Wolf has not asked us to give up the maker, burning is for humans—round and round until a cell leader stepped in and quashed it.
Flames, he cant focus. He wasn't expecting to see the Dread Wolf's agents here today, it's throwing him off. Talin forces himself to his feet, sparing the body below him one last look before he steps away from it and toward the mortalitasi.
"Some of them might want burial, though. Without vallaslin, it's hard to say anything for sure. We could check for other tattoos, but that's hardly fool-proof."
Those with tattoos, like Talin himself, may be more likely to have accepted and adopted traditional elvhen practices. Since they can't, say, bring these elves' spirits back from the dead and ask their wishes, it's as good an option as they've got. Right?
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It's not as though there aren't any human lords that applies to. There have always been nobles who acquire elvhen relics out of a fascination with the heathen mysticism of them all, and that's a far more likely leap for anyone who doesn't already know about Fen'Harel to make than a returned elven god has sent his agents to combat the Venatori. No one's going to just stumble onto that.
"Pyres," Talin says, attempting to force himself out of his thoughts. "They're usually Andrastian, or at least steeped enough in it to want to be burned."
A difference which could cause some conflict in Fen'Harel's halls if the agents were feeling particularly quarrelsome—haven't you left behind that shemlen drivel, the Wolf has not asked us to give up the maker, burning is for humans—round and round until a cell leader stepped in and quashed it.
Flames, he cant focus. He wasn't expecting to see the Dread Wolf's agents here today, it's throwing him off. Talin forces himself to his feet, sparing the body below him one last look before he steps away from it and toward the mortalitasi.
"Some of them might want burial, though. Without vallaslin, it's hard to say anything for sure. We could check for other tattoos, but that's hardly fool-proof."
Those with tattoos, like Talin himself, may be more likely to have accepted and adopted traditional elvhen practices. Since they can't, say, bring these elves' spirits back from the dead and ask their wishes, it's as good an option as they've got. Right?