{ he hears her name and then her full introduction and he really shouldn't be surprised at the word elves or terrible evil. his world had been filled with grey morality, but he did live through a blatant era that he will always consider truly evil for simply having a different skin tone. the injustices, the murders, the segregation. a flash of a burning storyville comes back to him, and what he did for it to lead to it. he was all too reactive in his justified rage. it cost him, but it also gave him claudia. he shakes his head, moving away from the past or he'll retract. a change of pace — }

Damn, girl. You have quite the title. I don't have such honors. Galadriel, pleasure. { some of the twang that he has become more mixed because of his moving around comes back to the emote in his tone. he of course, means it in the highest respect. it just slipped in an all too natural response. he decides to place his back upon the tree and slide down to sit on the other side of the tree, still able to see her. it's wide enough. }

I am what is considered a vampire, if you're aware. Fangs, blood thirst, and eternal damnation are part of the package. Pardon me, since I haven't met an elven kind. I've only ever heard stories passed down. I used to be human in the mortal sense. Is it true that your lot are immortal?