redsworn ♪ i'm free, i'm free!

[chosenfake]

Who: Luke and people in the red flight.
What: Luke is back and he feels kind of dumb. He also made... some mediocre food.
Where: Ruby Sanctum
When: Post-kidnapping/rescue! It's a little backdated. So what.
Warnings: None.


[A. Post-kidnapping!]

[When Luke trudges back into the sanctum after being kidnapped, he looks exhausted. He's covered in dirt and he looks about as disheveled as one would expect. But he's okay, and he's in one piece, so that's what matters. He gets some odd looks from the dragons about, maybe because he was dumb enough to get himself kidnapped, haha...

He hasn't slept for several days, if the haunted look in his eyes is any indication.]

[B. Sometime after that, before/during/after Qilby's plot, idc.]

[After sleeping for about eighteen hours straight, Luke finally wakes up. He'd kill for a meal that wasn't stereotypical elven fare. After an hour or two, he returns with a couple of wild quail-like things. They smell pretty good on the fire, and the gently pan-fried chicken is soon finished.

He made some rice to go with it, but it's really dry. Like, really dry. Don't even look at the salad, he managed to accidentally dump a cup of vinaigrette on it and it's no good.

Whether he cares right now is debatable.]

Comments

[telaari]

[Is there someting wrong with it? Oh, only that his people kidnapped a Naaru and drained it unto the point of exhaustion. The Prophet compelled them to forgive the Sin'dorei, Light knows, but to drive such a perfect being to enter its Shadow phase...]

There is... history between the my people and the Blood Elves. Some good, some not. I am certain that the Blood Knights are quite capable and even virtuous, but learning from both of us means that you must understand that history.

[chosenfake]

[His mouth forms a little line. Well, if there's not-so-good history there, then he has all the more reason not to choose a side. Though, due to his bias, he might end up being more like a vindicator anyway.]

Can you tell me more about their history? Er, your history? I really don't know anything...

[telaari]

[She touches her index fingers together, though whether it's out of nervousness or sheer inability to keep her hands still is up for debate.]

That... is not so easy. I am not well-read on Quel'thalas' history, and it would take at least a century to learn all there is to know about my people. It took me a hundred and twenty years to complete my courses, I think? Or was it a hundred and fifty...?

[She shakes her head. Getting off-topic here.]

I can at least tell you about the Naaru, I suppose.

[chosenfake]

[That figure sure puts things into perspective.]

A hundred—?!

[Trying to recover from his shock, he lowers his voice a bit.]

Just... how old are you, anyway?

[telaari]

I gave up counting after the first few decades. At least two hundred years, but less than five.

[His shock is pretty much par for the course, so she tries to keep her voice level. No need to excite him further.]

Of course, compared to Vala, I'm just a youngster.

[chosenfake]

[He glances surreptitiously in the direction he last saw the other spacegoat, and then he looks back at Vastania. He certainly has new appreciation for her.]

That's incredible...

[He scritches the back of his head.]

Anyway, what's a Naaru?

[telaari]

[She barely manages to suppress a giggle. Later, when she reflects on it, it might sadden her that he won't live to be her age, but for now his reaction is just too silly.]

You know the story of how my people refused the Legion, yes? The Naaru are the ones who gave us the strength to reject Sargeras.

[chosenfake]

You hinted at it a couple times.

[This is confusing but interesting at the same time. All these new terms he's learning...]

Are the Naaru and the Light the same thing?

[telaari]

[She tilts her head to one side, pursing her lips in thought.]

Yes, and no. The Naaru are creatures of pure Light. It is a crude comparison, but they are to the Light what elementals are to the Elements. But they are so much more than any elemental.

While Sargeras gave the Defiler and the Deceiver their powers, the Prophet, Light shine upon Him always, prayed for guidance at the sacred Ata'mal Crystal. It was then that the Naaru K'ure came to Him in a vision, and promised him that if He gathered up His followers on the longest day of the year, they would all be saved. So it was, and so it still is. The Naaru have been our friends ever since.

[chosenfake]

Wow... That's an amazing story. So you had a prophet who saved your people, too.

[He thinks a bit, then comes up with more questions.]

An elemental? Is that like an-- [He pauses, trying to find the phrase. It feels awkward in his mouth, like talking around pebbles.] -- aggregate sentience? On my world, if you get enough of one element together, the fonons end up forming a consciousness. I've only seen it once.

[telaari]

[Mercifully, his question stops her from lauding Velen any further.]

I don't know this word, "fonon". Nor do I know much about the Elements. You would have to ask Vala about them.

[She pauses for a moment awkwardly, as if she cut him off too quickly.]

But the Naaru... they have been around since the beginning of the universe, long before the Elements came into being. I do not think they are much like these fonon-creatures you speak of.