songerein | We built this city on Rock-

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We built this city on Rock-

Who: Toph Beifong, Najaran, Iroh, and You!
Which: Log | Open prompts
Where: Exploring, Visiting Iroh and Najaran
What: Meeting Najaran's 'friends', or friends. And Hanging out with Iroh to talk about the world they're in. Exploring the world and meeting strangers!
Warnings: None yet

For everyone - The Open Prompt!

[ It doesn't really matter what brings you here, but something does, either way. Be it a trip between regions, the urge to explore, caught off guard by a wild spider monkey and chased down. Either way, along your travel you spot a peculiar sight. What appears to be... a tent? And several perfectly shaped circle slab seats around. Even more peculiar, there seems to be a young girl just... laying back against a stone arch like it's a hammock, sipping from a thin metal cup. Her eyes are closed, and her head doesn't turn as you approach. (Or perhaps you don't approach, either way, she calls out) ]

Hey! Are you lost?

[ So helpful. ]

For Najaran

[ Huh, another person way out here? It's not what she's expecting. A familiar figure is close by, and by the feel of it, not doing too hot. Toph's comfortable in her campsite, but she reaches out and slams an arm down, shooting small stone markers up to help guide Najaran towards her from a (surprising) distance. Slightly smug smile on her lips. ]

For Iroh

[ The noise comes expected, perhaps. There's a short shadow by the door and a quiet. Knock, knock, knock.]

Wildcard

[ You know the drill! Poke me on hantale or Hantale on discord, or DM here if you want to plan something. Otherwise, this is the catch-all for silly scenarios, memes, or whatever else you might want to throw at her.

For the sake of planning, assume she's travelling around a lot and sorting out her own food, often camping somewhere or relaxing in a calm area. Maybe helping locals repair structures. ]

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[Lacking anything better to do with himself Maedhros has decided to familiarize himself with his new surroundings a bit more. At the moment he has no particular goal in mind, simply wandering around memorizing landmarks that might be useful to know at some point.

Stumbling across the girl was... unexpected, especially in such an out of place environement.]

No, simply exploring my new surroundings. And you, child? Are you lost or in need of aid?

[ While her head doesn't turn to look at him, there's a brief dip of that smile before it returns. Child. Well, kindof still accurate. Still disliked. ]

Not that much. The town should be that way, but I can find my way back later. [ Her arm points to the direction she last remembers before draping over herself again. ] Found anything cool?

[He can't help the fact that he is litteraly older than the sun and as such tend to see everyone as children.]

That is good then, that neither of us is lost. [The fact that she does not look at him is a little odd, but he's used to odd children so he won't comment on it.] Not really, but it always a good idea to have some knowledge of your surroundings. One never knows when you might need such knowledge.

[ In fairness, he's a pretty odd man, too. Her head bobs once, taking another sip from her cup. ]

Yeah? I just wanted to go for a walk. It's pretty nice out here. Quiet, no one to bother you unless they stumble past.

[ Call it a chance, she's kind of in a curious mood. ]

Have you been here long?

[She'd get no argument from him on that point, he's absolutely not exempt from his families oddities.]

I want to get a feel of the land I've found myself in. [And perhaps find some isolated spot to retreat to, either permanently or simply when things get too much. He hasn't really decided that yet.] Are you trying to tell me I'm intruding, child?

[An amused smile tugs at his lips.]

No. I've recently arrived here. [Not sure how he feels about that either.] How about you?

Depends how interesting you are. For now, there's some spare seats if you want. I'm not going anywhere soon.

[ Which is to say, she's found a nice spot with less wind and a lot of fine dirt. Forests nearby to cut out sound, and a source of water a little further in. Good stuff.

If he approaches he might quickly pick up that the seats are very distinctly made of stone. And so is the tent? What a convenient thing. ]

That makes two of us then. It's a pretty weird place, right?

I'm not sure I'm objective enough to really speak of how interesting a person I am. [But he'll not decline sitting down and speaking to her for a time. It's not like he's in a hurry anywhere.] This is a fine spot you've found yourself, child, I'm almost a bit envious.

[The stone structures fascinate him. It makes him wish his mother was here to see them, she'd have a field day examining them and questioning the girl about them.]

Most certainly, it's even stranger than Lórien and has a bit of the same feel to it. But that is to be expected, I suppose, that a land of dreams would feel much like the place the Vala of dreams and visions makes his home.

Do you call everyone by their age... Adult? My name is Toph, if you want to use it.

[ Just a little huff, but her tone suggests it's mostly playful. ]

The name doesn't ring a bell... What's uh, 'Loa-rien' like? You'll need to get used to people not understanding the names of things where you're from here.

I usualy just call everyone child or some such. Honestly I have a hard time figuring out human ages most of the time. [You all age so fast he can't keep up.] But if you wish me to use your name, young Toph, I will do my utmost to honor your request. And you may call me Maedhros, if you wish.

[His own tone might hint towards a hint of humor as well.]

I suppose it wouldn't, it is a region of my own world. I'm pretty sure most people who didn't grow up in Valinor wouldn't understand either, even if they were from my own world.

[ It takes her a moment to remember there's more than just humans around here. ]

Right. If you're not a human, what are you? You don't seem any different to me, Maedhros.

[ She's testing the name out, seeing if she likes it. If not he may get a nickname. ]

Want to explain more? Sounds like a kind of hidden land or something.

One of the Quendi, or an elf as the humans of my world would call us. One of the Noldor, if one want's to be more precise. Physicaly our differnces might appear rather minor at first, it is more a matter of a spiritual differnce.

[It is not the worst prenounciation of his name he's heard and he's more tollerant of nicknames when they come from children than he might be if an adult tried to give him a new name.]

In a lot of ways one might call it that. The Undying Lands is not accessible to just anyone, especially nowadays. It is the land of the Valar, powerful spirits in my world. The ones that helped sing it into being, in fact.

[ Somehow she knew that explanation wouldn't mean much to her. ]

I don't really get it, but I have a feeling explaining would take too long. So you're like... a special human of some kind? Good enough for me.

[ She pauses to puff air past her face, blowing bangs slightly out the way, turning to sit up properly. ]

Have you made any friends here?

It would, it's all rather convoluted so let's just go with your interpertation in the mean time.

[Because explaining his own people would only bring up more things he would have to explain in order for it to make sense.]

A few, perhaps. It's still a bit early to be able to tell completely, but I've found a few who I would like to see as such.

Sometimes good enough is good enough.

[ She nods. It wouldn't be Tolkien if it was any less convoluted, it's true. ]

Yeah? What have you been doing since you got here? I've been wandering around trying to burn time and figure this place out.

True enough, why complicate things if there is no need?

Thinking, mostly, and wandering around trying to get my bearings a bit. And talking to those who have shown me kindness in this new place, ofcourse.

Exactly. Though I've seen some pretty neat tricks for fighting that way.

[ She has her specific interests. ]

I'm not really big on cities, so this suits me a bit better I think. There's a cliffside further out, but the creatures out there get a bit weirder.

Have you met the tree-deeralopes yet?

Can't exactly claim I haven't seen the same in my time, though I find less flashy ways of fighting is usualy more effective.

[Maedhros tend to favor pragmatism when fighting.]

Depends on the city for me. A calm city with less people around is not so bad. [His ears perk up a bit at the mention of wierd creatures, mostly because it brings to mind how much his brother would love hearing about it.] Wierd how?

I can't say I've had the pleasure yet, though now I'm kind of curious what a tree-deeralope might be.

Effective doesn't need to mean boring. Doing something new is fun and can surprise people.

[ She talks like she has far too much experience here. Hmm. ]

Not good, that's what it is. Pretends to be a tree, hides in the ground to try and catch people. They're probably pretty dangerous if they manage to grab you...

[ A thought occurs. ]

I should start charging people as a guide or something.

Not necessarily. But the more flashy styles of fighting often run the risk of waisting energy, but like everything else in life one must always weigh the advantages and disadvantages I suppose. Taking your enemy by surprise can be a very effective strategy.

[His face take on a mildly dissaproving look, not for the girl herself but more for whoever let her put herself in what sounds like a less than ideal situation for a child to be in.]

Are they predatory? Or simply territorial? [Both were a problem, ofcourse, but they were problems that needed to be handled differently depending on the awnser.] Either way it does sound like a problem...

Perhaps you should, and if you need a guard for your tour you are more than welcome to contact me for it.

[ For a moment she seems to tense up a bit, debating shouting at him or just being her usual general grump. There's a temptation, however brief, to play along. Maybe. That might be worth the hassle. Not like they're going anywhere. ]

A bit of both. Maybe? Not really my problem.

[ A shame she can't see the disapproval on his face, there's a slightly sarcastic tone to her voice though, unable to hide it. ]

A guard... riiiight. And you can fight off a whole pack of snake-dogs?

[Just as long as she doesn't bite him, his brothers did enough of that when they were about her size.]

Curious, I'll have to look into it one of these days...

[If he wasn't so amused by here attitude he would be slightly insulted at that, but then it wasn't like she'd know about him and what he was capable of either. So he couldn't exactly blame her for not taking him at his word.]

I don't know what snake-dogs are but I regularly sent packs of Warg's running back to Angband with their tails tucked between their legs... if they managed to run fast enough, ofcourse.

[ Tempting, but she's more likely to punch or kick. She smiles and gives a small shrug. ]

And I don't know what Wargs are... so, I guess you'll have to find out sometime.

[ She springs an idea. ]

Actually... All I have is some bread with me. Want to come hunting? I know there's some plants and mushrooms about, but we can probably find something tastier.

[Meh. He spent thirty years in Angband, a punch or a kick would not faze him much it is merely the indignity of being gnawed on like an old bone that sits ill with him.]

Disgusting, malformed wolf-things inhabited by dark spirits. I guess I'll have to, if there are any of those things here.

I would love to, actually, it's been quite some time since I last had time to hunt. And sharing a meal with what I hope is a new friend is always a welcome thing.

Oh. Great!

[ She hops up, definitely not just enthusiastic to have someone else do most of the cooking work. She can manage on her own but starting fires and cooking is a pain. ]

I'd say that way. But I don't think the snake dogs are going to be that tasty... so, different direction?

[Her enthusiasm brings a smile to his face. Cooking is the mans job among the Noldor, so he'd just asume it was expected of him to do so. Not to mention that he actualy enjoyed cooking as well.]

No. I'd say they don't sound very appetizing at all, so a different direction would probably be preferable. Are there perhaps any bodies of water around here? We might find a trail worth following from such a place?

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