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06 June 2008 @ 08:08 pm
22 Flamerule 1372--Midday  
It was easier than I thought to get my jewelry cleaned. The female gnome with Thralia's band, Meree, as I'd learned, had a potion that I barely had to dip the necklace in before it sparkled again. We didn't speak much; she and her husband Cosmo seemed as much discomfited by what had happened in Olostin's Hold as I was, and I don't think they quite knew what to say. But she was kind, and didn't treat me with distrust. She even gave me a little vial of the cleaning potion to use on my other jewelry.

I sought out Seledra. I hadn't seen her in several hours, since I had been playing the hermit all morning. I think she knew that I needed some time to myself, and I'm sure she wanted to catch up with her family. I know she spent many years living here and training with her aunt. I wasn't quite sure I was ready to meet her relatives, but I knew she wanted to introduce me, and it would be rude to hide from my hosts much longer.

Her cousin Isendur had told me her room was just next to the one I'd been given. I knocked, but she didn't answer, so I figured she was out somewhere and went back to my own room. And there she was, looking worried.

"Oh! There you are!" she said, smiling. "My aunt was hoping she'd get to meet you at lunch."

I nodded. "I just need to change. Will anyone else be there?"

"It's supposed to be mainly the family for lunch, so not too many people. Pan, probably. The twins. I don't know if Aarin Gend will be there or not; Aunt Ariel didn't say."

"'Ledra?" I said while I put away my necklace and Meree's potion.

"Mm-hm?"

"I'm sorry I ruined your trip."

"It's not your fault! It's a little hick town full of stupid humans who can't see past their own tiny lifespans!"

"It's not just humans, and you know it. Your family may think nothing of your bringing a drow home with you, but most elves hate my kind even more than humans. We are traitors to elvenkind, after all." We sat down on my bed, side by side.

"Things are starting to change, though, especially since Drizz't. I'm sorry, I know you hate to hear about him. "

"Yes, but change comes slowly, especially when most drow do their best to uphold our bad reputation. Even in a city like Silverymoon, there are many places I'm not welcome. The most respectable inn that will serve me is the Dancing Goat."

"Ah, but it's so fun there--the drinking, the dancing. They have the best cellar in town and Tordrin will be there," she said in a sing-song voice.

"But the main reason they let me in at all is because I tip exceptionally well."

"Damn innkeepers. Why're they all so greedy?"

"Because the altruistic types usually go into druidry, not innkeeping." I elbowed Seledra in the ribs, and we both giggled.

"You just swindle them right back, anyway, so it all evens out."

"Oh no, I don't swindle the innkeepers. Too risky. Not only can they kick me out, but they talk to each other. I just swindle their customers."

"You've really thought that out, haven't you?"

"Of course!" I replied. "There's something else, though," I said when I stopped laughing.

"You thought about running away." Seledra said.

"How--"

"I can read people pretty well, you know. I saw it in your eyes. I'm glad you didn't."

"Why have you helped me so much? Why do you trust me?"

"I just told you, silly. I know people. I know an evil person from a good one. Or at least a not-evil one. You may be able to pull a fast one on me once in a while, but you can't fool me when it comes to who you are inside. I know you think I'm too trusting," Seledra narrowed her eyes at me, "but I know how to tell whether I can trust someone or not. I also know when someone just needs somebody else to care about them." She slung her arm around my waist.

"All right, this is all getting way too sappy," I said.

"You started it!" Seledra said, and we started giggling again. I put my arm around her waist and we leaned companionably against each other.

And that's how the Archdruid Ariel found us.
 
 
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Magnos of Rel Astramagnos_ora on June 7th, 2008 09:31 pm (UTC)
Sweet!
Hot girl on girl action. All interracial and elvey.
ralenthraralenthra on June 8th, 2008 04:45 am (UTC)
Re: Sweet!
Better an elven girl than any kind of human.
Our Cultural Fear of Oompa Loompassarchasmic on June 7th, 2008 09:33 pm (UTC)
Huh.
You get some weird posters in your journal.

Also, yes, started to get a bit sappy there, so wise decision to cut off. Didn't comment on the last post, but I really like that one, as it does an excellent job of filling in backstory for both herself and her relationship to Rizzen.
vaudyvaudy on June 8th, 2008 03:53 am (UTC)
Re: Huh.
Yeah, I don't know where that perv came from.

I tried to balance the sap with some funny, because my intention here was to shift Ralenthra out of her broodiness and into a more or less normal state of mind. I can try to tone down the sap a little more if you think it's going too far.

Actually, I originally intended them to have a conversation about how R.'s never had a real friend before, but R. decided she wasn't ready for that discussion yet. She told me she's still processing the whole friendship thing.