Act 3 Scene 2: Coffins and Crowns

[Jenara]

"Survival is a base instinct, or so I was told." Mira answers, "It got me here, along with most of the others. We are looking for a Vampire. If you know what one of those are?" She resists the urge to stoke the Elven woman's hair.

[SwifiePrincess]

"A Vampire?" She gasps, "I have heard Stories, the Elves of Celene tell of one who Haunts the Demon slayer. A foul beast." She tries to move, "I'm a Tracker, I could help. It might help, I need to wash my soul of the bad deeds, so the Forest will accept me once more."

[Chris1234]

Jerry and Merrick approach the chatting group..

[SwifiePrincess]

“A galad ves, nîn fëa lanta an gwelad lîn, mellyn nîn.” she calls out to the approaching Elves, her words are musical, so much like the words Merrick knows but with flair.

(“O forest fair, my spirit rises at the sight of you, my kin.”)

(I've been told that Cross will understand her words as well)

[Chris1234]

Merrick glances at Jerry quizzically and she nods and gestures towards herself. With a flick of his fingers he indicates agreement. The Mystran steps forwards, smiles and replies to the newcomer in slightly accented elven, "Suilad, randír. Im na‑Jerry. I ardh hen no dôr a garo randir, an boe sui mín. Man i‑est lín? A naeg le?"

OOC
(“Gretings, traveller. I am Jerry. This realm is one that captures travellers, should you be such as we are. What is your name, and are you hurting?”

[Nocturno]

Cross perks up at the language, and the new voice.
To Fenrir. Only one?
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Pyros will be off searching a hut.