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An Edie and Emily in Valinor
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The snake is sort of weird.

It's big enough that anyone with the strength to manifest it ought also to have the finesse to control it, but instead it appears to be rampaging, which makes its weirdness sort of secondary to the fact that there is a giant snake with a mirror for a face thrashing around.

Idaia isn't especially scared. She had a dream last week about a roomful of mirrors being destroyed, so she should be able to do some damage and maybe get the thing locked down.

It isn't a surprise either, exactly, when the head swings towards her and her sister--

It's definitely a surprise when bracing for the impact does exactly nothing because no impact occurs.

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Is this a problem that could be solved by virtue of We Have Extradimensional Magic And They Don't Know That, so they're not working on complete information when they say we can't do it and we were not, in fact, forbidden to leave?

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"By all means have a go. Olwe's being - well, most Elves are like that, actually. 'why not in a year'? People in Endore are dying! And even if not for that - I just. want. to. get. out..."

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"I'll try it," she sighs.

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The buildings in Alqualonde are stone, Noldorin make. The Teleri hadn't really cared, had lived in driftwood huts on the shore, but Finwe, still grieving his old friend, had been bothered - had asked to build the remnant of Elwe's people real and sturdy homes.

They're pretty even in the dark. Almost all of them overlook the water.

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Great, so...should she also try to write a speech, or try to find Olwe, or what?

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Speeches didn't seem to get them anywhere. Olwe's not hard to find - there's a palace - but he's not hearing audiences at the moment.

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He thinks tempers are running high and people saying things they don't mean, and if the Noldor give themselves a few weeks to calm down then people will be less likely to say something regrettable.

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If in a few weeks the Noldor still want to build ships is he likely to think that this is the result of actually wanting this thing and not just being over-excited?

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Yes, but their desire would remain unwise.

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Okay, but what if the Valar are under-informed? You may have noticed she is not an elf. She's from another universe, and has weird extradimensional magic that she would be happy to demonstrate, and it gets stronger over time, and they only ever met one Vala and didn't mention their magic at the time.

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Killing a Vala isn't even possible. Even the other Valar couldn't do it. The course the Noldor have set themselves is utterly hopeless. It would be assisted suicide to help them with the boats.

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Okay, so killing a Vala isn't possible, but what about helping people evacuate?

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 Fëanáro did not sound like that was what he had planned. If in a few months they've settled themselves to an evacuation mission, Olwe will hear them out.

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Noted.

She heads back to camp.

They'll hear us out if we take a couple of weeks or months to pretend to calm down and claim we're trying to evacuate people instead of trying to kill Melkor, because they don't believe that's possible. I don't think they know Idaia and I don't swear binding oaths, so if need be we can swear falsely that that's the case.

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Well, that's something.

 

A couple weeks or months - if only we know how bad things are in Endorë, whether we can afford that -

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As opposed to?

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If we arrive in time to be reinforcements to the local population, we can benefit from their expertise about the land, about what to eat, maybe even about fighting, they will have had to do more of it even if we have much better technology.

 

If we arrive after the locals are all dead, the Enemy can fire on us as the boats reach the shore, we'll have to fight to establish ourselves before we can even build any walls to live behind...

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I mean, what can we do besides waiting a month.

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Fëanáro announces that evening that they're taking the ships and leaving.

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Well that answers that question.

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They're going to all move at once, hopefully be out of the harbor before they're even noticed, wear everything you want to take with you, some of the host will meet them on the coast a hundred miles north of here to load supplies onto the boats.

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Alright then. She has her wedding ring and the clothes she arrived in; she's wearing other things too but those are the irreplaceable ones.

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Wear armor, sweetheart? Just for my peace of mind - Fëanáro'd made some for all of them back in Formenos. Almost anything bounced off it, and it was enchanted to be lightweight and comfortable too.

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It's not gonna come up, is it?

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