[Beleth is a trusting person, one used to being able to count on others for opinions. She dearly wants to lay all on her mind out for Aragorn, who is so kind and welcoming to her. But to do so would be rude, he doesn't need to be burdened with all her gripes of her current predicament. Still, he had gone out of his way to ask, and it would also be rude to brush him off.]
I would welcome further explanation of the current events, for everyone seems intent on letting me know that I can't possibly understand, yet none are eager to explain. I have also been called a child far more than I would care for--[At this, her words start coming forth faster, for she has much frustration, eager to escape, despite her thoughts of staying reserved.] But I am not a child, I am an adult, and I have done nothing to deserve not being respected as one! In my own workd, I was a respected leader, that people gave their ear to, and were eager to know the opinion of.
I understand enough to know that my friend, and his kin, are at risk of violence, yet I have been forbidden from aiding them, and if I do, I will be disobeying that very friend, and risking the friendship of another I care for--as. Ah. Also a friend. I will be risking two friends. Because he's close to Thranduil.
[Passionate anger and frustration tapers off into a hurried addendum, lame even to her own ears. And yet, the idea of the mistaken impression it could lead to was...not something she wished to inspect now.]
{He lets her speak, sensing her need to unburden herself.}
The Elves of Middle Earth enjoy immortality. In some ways that makes them exceptionally wise, yet, in others, it leaves them dense to the knowledge that can come from those younger than themselves. You are a child in their eyes; I am a child in their eyes. You mustn't let their classification stop you from pursuing a cause you deem worth fighting.
{It is a quirk of the Elves and he hopes that it will help her to know she is not alone in being underestimated at times. Actually he finds it refreshing at times to be put in his place. He uses those moments to reexamine his plans and strategies. Yet, if he still feels strongly, he does not let the opinions of others slow him down.}
Maedhros and Maglor committed many atrocities thanks to an Oath they swore to retrieve creations of their father. The Oath bound them to do what it took to acquire these objects. It was...a sort of madness, I think, yet underneath, they knew what they were doing and why. Even now, Maglor will tell you he is not free of the Oath.
King Thranduil is one of their many victims. His anger - his pain - is understandable and without his son, what reason does he have to stay his hand? He is in pain, my lady. Try to imagine facing someone who murdered one of your kin. Even if they do not know of their deeds - yet - does that ease your suffering?
{He sighs.}
This must be handled with delicacy. Hearts can only be mended with time and patience.
[It does make her feel better, to know that the elves would count such a man as Aragorn a child. If a man as wise and kind as he was labeled so, then maybe it was not as irritatingly disrespectful as she has thought. Still frustrating, but not to the point she has assumed.]
I see--and I know, somewhat, of the Oath, and the Silmarils. Maglor explained it to me once, though it was a long tale. I did not realize Thranduil was involved--But the others within Ruby City do not swear vengeance, and some of them have also been hurt. And all others promised to not bring news to Maehdros of his fate.
As for, seeing those who caused my kin suffering--
[Her face turns hard, and she looks away.] While I do not have to look upon the individual faces, I merely need to turn to look at a human, to see the face of someone who has slaughteres kin. Both of ancestors, and those of immediate blood. Was Maehdros the one to personally kill his kin? Should I declare a blood feud against every human of my world?
The others have healed and made their peace. {Or so he hopes.} Grief is not easily overcome even for immortal beings.
{Everyone heals at different rates. Thranduil has been separated from the others. He lacks the comfort they give to one another.}
To blame an entire race for the doings of a few is foolish. Maedhros and his brothers, on the other hand, are guilty of many deaths. They slew their own kin. {He doesn't want Beleth to be blind to that fact.} You must realize there will be hurt no matter what decision is made in the end - and you cannot call anyone wrong.
Maedhros has done nothing yet, and Maglor has been punished for what he has done, he will carry the scars of it until he dies.
But still...I understand. I suppose, I don't know what I would do, if I found myself in such a position as Thranduil. I would hope I would be able to let my anger go, but I imagine it is easier to claim than to do.
[She relents on this part, though she knows he speaks in ignorance on her own anger for the humans within her world. It's easy to say hating a race is foolish when you don't understand how even now they either sit idly by, or take part in the violence. But how can he know, when she stays quiet on the subject, and now is hardly the time.]
I will not begrudge Thranduil his anger, then. But something I will say, and please, know there is little to say to talk me out of this.
[She looks up, her eyes grim. There is something steady in that look, staring Aragorn in the eye. It's odd, incredibly uncharacteristic of the petite elf, more prone to fidgeting and darting eyes. But for now, Aragorn can see someone incredibly serious, someone who could claim the title of Inquisitor.]
If anyone, even the king himself, should attempt to harm Maglor, I will stop him. I. Will. Stop him.
[The statement is made gravely, though she does not know the taboo of kinslaying for the other elves.]
Do you think I will let harm befall my many times great grandfather? {Family is dear to him. He knows Maglor has paid - and is paying - for what he has done. The same fate awaits Maedhros, yet he leaves it in Maglor's hands.
As for her hating all humans, he will find that notion ignorant no matter her experience. There are Elves who hate all Dwarves - for much the same reason as her - yet he finds it equally disturbing. Hold those responsible accountable, but do not make assumptions on race alone.}
...I am glad you understand my actions, if I need to take them, then.
[Then she looks down, and that grimness seems to fade away, the fretful, but kind hearted woman there again.]
...I am being cold to you. I apologize. The actions of the last few days have left me very frustrated--all I want is peace, and to protect those I care about, if I can't have peace.
[As for having every human--maybe not all of them. Beleth's relationship with the humans of her world is complicated and confusing, even to herself.]
I urge you to not take them. No harm will come to Maglor or Maedhros whilst Glorfindel, Celebrían and myself exist. We desire peace and second chances and we are overtired of war.
{He holds up a hand and shakes his head.}
Your frustration is understandable. I only wished for you to know that innocents do not exist in this argument and that both sides have work to do.
[Be a good girl, Beleth. Stand aside, and let other people take care of it. People older and wiser, people who do understand fully, and people from that world--a list of things you will never hope to achieve. Stand aside, and let the people who belong take care of it, while you watch and fret, what else can you possibly do?
The bitterness twists inside of her, cruel thoughts crowding her head as she nods along to what Aragorn says. But he will receive none of the toxic words--like most of Beleth's venom, it is aimed at herself alone.]
I understand, Lord Aragorn. I owe you greatly--your kindness to come to me on this matter, and your patience in dealing with me while doing so. I can only give you my best wishes that you are successful. But if there's anything I can do to aid any of you on this mission, you need only name it, and it will be done.
Support Maglor by being his friend. I can ask you to do no more than that. {Mainly because he is still feeling this out himself. He wants to consult the Elves and hear their reactions in person.} This is but a passing shadow. Even seemingly perfect beings can have their imperfect moments.
{He tilts his head, frowning.} Why do you thank me? You are involved in this as Maglor's ally. In that, we share a cause.
[There is a wry smile on her face when he tells her of the imperfections of the elves. She's learning this, more and more. She almost wishes she didn't know. That she could hold them up to the ideal of elven perfection that she sought. But such a thing was fair for no one, herself, or them.]
I thank you for speaking to me, and for bringing me explanation. For making sure I understand, and that I know steps are being taken to prevent bloodshed. And I thank you for being patient. I know my mood is poor, and I am not always kind when I am thus. Yet, you have stayed patient and kind. And I thank you for that.
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I would welcome further explanation of the current events, for everyone seems intent on letting me know that I can't possibly understand, yet none are eager to explain. I have also been called a child far more than I would care for--[At this, her words start coming forth faster, for she has much frustration, eager to escape, despite her thoughts of staying reserved.] But I am not a child, I am an adult, and I have done nothing to deserve not being respected as one! In my own workd, I was a respected leader, that people gave their ear to, and were eager to know the opinion of.
I understand enough to know that my friend, and his kin, are at risk of violence, yet I have been forbidden from aiding them, and if I do, I will be disobeying that very friend, and risking the friendship of another I care for--as. Ah. Also a friend. I will be risking two friends. Because he's close to Thranduil.
[Passionate anger and frustration tapers off into a hurried addendum, lame even to her own ears. And yet, the idea of the mistaken impression it could lead to was...not something she wished to inspect now.]
[Private Video]
The Elves of Middle Earth enjoy immortality. In some ways that makes them exceptionally wise, yet, in others, it leaves them dense to the knowledge that can come from those younger than themselves. You are a child in their eyes; I am a child in their eyes. You mustn't let their classification stop you from pursuing a cause you deem worth fighting.
{It is a quirk of the Elves and he hopes that it will help her to know she is not alone in being underestimated at times. Actually he finds it refreshing at times to be put in his place. He uses those moments to reexamine his plans and strategies. Yet, if he still feels strongly, he does not let the opinions of others slow him down.}
Maedhros and Maglor committed many atrocities thanks to an Oath they swore to retrieve creations of their father. The Oath bound them to do what it took to acquire these objects. It was...a sort of madness, I think, yet underneath, they knew what they were doing and why. Even now, Maglor will tell you he is not free of the Oath.
King Thranduil is one of their many victims. His anger - his pain - is understandable and without his son, what reason does he have to stay his hand? He is in pain, my lady. Try to imagine facing someone who murdered one of your kin. Even if they do not know of their deeds - yet - does that ease your suffering?
{He sighs.}
This must be handled with delicacy. Hearts can only be mended with time and patience.
[Private Video]
I see--and I know, somewhat, of the Oath, and the Silmarils. Maglor explained it to me once, though it was a long tale. I did not realize Thranduil was involved--But the others within Ruby City do not swear vengeance, and some of them have also been hurt. And all others promised to not bring news to Maehdros of his fate.
As for, seeing those who caused my kin suffering--
[Her face turns hard, and she looks away.] While I do not have to look upon the individual faces, I merely need to turn to look at a human, to see the face of someone who has slaughteres kin. Both of ancestors, and those of immediate blood. Was Maehdros the one to personally kill his kin? Should I declare a blood feud against every human of my world?
[Private Video]
{Everyone heals at different rates. Thranduil has been separated from the others. He lacks the comfort they give to one another.}
To blame an entire race for the doings of a few is foolish. Maedhros and his brothers, on the other hand, are guilty of many deaths. They slew their own kin. {He doesn't want Beleth to be blind to that fact.} You must realize there will be hurt no matter what decision is made in the end - and you cannot call anyone wrong.
[Private Video]
But still...I understand. I suppose, I don't know what I would do, if I found myself in such a position as Thranduil. I would hope I would be able to let my anger go, but I imagine it is easier to claim than to do.
[She relents on this part, though she knows he speaks in ignorance on her own anger for the humans within her world. It's easy to say hating a race is foolish when you don't understand how even now they either sit idly by, or take part in the violence. But how can he know, when she stays quiet on the subject, and now is hardly the time.]
I will not begrudge Thranduil his anger, then. But something I will say, and please, know there is little to say to talk me out of this.
[She looks up, her eyes grim. There is something steady in that look, staring Aragorn in the eye. It's odd, incredibly uncharacteristic of the petite elf, more prone to fidgeting and darting eyes. But for now, Aragorn can see someone incredibly serious, someone who could claim the title of Inquisitor.]
If anyone, even the king himself, should attempt to harm Maglor, I will stop him. I. Will. Stop him.
[The statement is made gravely, though she does not know the taboo of kinslaying for the other elves.]
[Private Video]
As for her hating all humans, he will find that notion ignorant no matter her experience. There are Elves who hate all Dwarves - for much the same reason as her - yet he finds it equally disturbing. Hold those responsible accountable, but do not make assumptions on race alone.}
[Private Video]
[Then she looks down, and that grimness seems to fade away, the fretful, but kind hearted woman there again.]
...I am being cold to you. I apologize. The actions of the last few days have left me very frustrated--all I want is peace, and to protect those I care about, if I can't have peace.
[As for having every human--maybe not all of them. Beleth's relationship with the humans of her world is complicated and confusing, even to herself.]
[Private Video]
{He holds up a hand and shakes his head.}
Your frustration is understandable. I only wished for you to know that innocents do not exist in this argument and that both sides have work to do.
[Private Video]
The bitterness twists inside of her, cruel thoughts crowding her head as she nods along to what Aragorn says. But he will receive none of the toxic words--like most of Beleth's venom, it is aimed at herself alone.]
I understand, Lord Aragorn. I owe you greatly--your kindness to come to me on this matter, and your patience in dealing with me while doing so. I can only give you my best wishes that you are successful. But if there's anything I can do to aid any of you on this mission, you need only name it, and it will be done.
[Private Video]
{He tilts his head, frowning.} Why do you thank me? You are involved in this as Maglor's ally. In that, we share a cause.
[Private Video]
[There is a wry smile on her face when he tells her of the imperfections of the elves. She's learning this, more and more. She almost wishes she didn't know. That she could hold them up to the ideal of elven perfection that she sought. But such a thing was fair for no one, herself, or them.]
I thank you for speaking to me, and for bringing me explanation. For making sure I understand, and that I know steps are being taken to prevent bloodshed. And I thank you for being patient. I know my mood is poor, and I am not always kind when I am thus. Yet, you have stayed patient and kind. And I thank you for that.