The Forest, from the tips of the highest trees to the smallest creature, has grown angry and suffers greatly from a war waged by world of Men. I would fear for your safety should you enter it.
*The elf princess kneels, gently unloads her promised aid, gauze, medicines, medical supplies, and blankets for use and the benefit the beings of the forest in this time of great stress*
*Sits back and raises her head to watch the Great Prince's approach, hands remembering war lingering in silent count of medicines and amounts, and silently wishing she could have brought and done so more than this token offering*
Difficult times are in need of the greatest care, Prince.
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A matter of mercy, prince, which stirs feet to earth at this late hour.
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I am never unescorted. My father and brother vouchsafe my protection even now.
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Difficult times are in need of the greatest care, Prince.