As Aleiia and Keiran spoke in the dark depths of the waters of Liridale, one of them would perhaps notice a large creature silently slinking its way through the water. It was a rather large sea serpent. It wasn't even close to being big enough to destroy a ship, but it could easily swallow a human nearly whole. It approached them both with hunger in its glowing eyes. It got very close, opened its toothy jaws...........
And spoke in a rather deep Oxford English accent.
"Well well well. What do we have here? Why...if it isn't two proud citizens of the great kingdom of Atlantia! Wait a moment, if these old eyes do not deceive me...." It angled its head where one glowing orb was hovering in front of Aleiia's face. "Why.....yes. It is she! Aleiia-serria Nethunus, Princess of Atlantia! Ruler of all the seas! Beg pardon for my informality, milady. I hope this old sea serpent did not offend." It curled up it's body and bowed deeply before her and kept it's head low.
"I am called Barthulax, and if I may be so bold, I believe I can be of assistance." It then moved it's head back up to look at the two. It then looked about, to see if anyone was listening, then moved its head closer to the two. "I couldn't help but over hear your conversation, sound traveling in water an all that. I heard you are looking for your friend, which I assume to be a mermaid. You see, I have seen a mermaid not so long ago. Her hair was very light, as was her skin, I don't seen in color like you lot do." It paused, looking worried. "Though, I hesitate to tell you where she is, now knowing who you are. You are destined for great things, milady, and I couldn't knowingly endanger you. Oh, what to do!?" It said, whining a bit and looking conflicted.
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As Lolindir walked through the halls in contemplation, a figure appeared leaning on a pillar he was just now at. It was tall, rather tall. Standing over 7 feet tall, but very slender. It was adorned with a blood red cape and hood and a very odd mouthless mask. Glowing orange-yellow shone through the peepholes of the mask. "Master Elf.......don't you ever get tired of hearing that? Though you know they mean no offense by it, but doesn't that just make it worse?" It rose from the pillar and approached him, hands behind his back, it's walk more of a stroll. "It means that they don't see you as a fellowMage or even his own being. Your just an Elf. Thats all they see you as, so they adress you as such. Not Master Lolindir. Not Master Fefalas the Wise and Respected. No. Master Elf.
Speaking of respected, how can you be? They only see Ears, not your lifetime of achievement. They might as well be calling you Master Knifears, I see no difference." It then paused and stared at the Elf for a time. "Though, I'm wasting my time, aren't I? You care little for the thoughts and motives of the every day's about you. No, you look more towards........The Morning Star? Am I wrong?"