I am too used to having blame laid at my feet when I once called the Gallows my home as a Circle. Still, I try to remember that your clans are as different as our alienages. We all have our own traditions, stories and way of life.
[ Although she cannot see Saoirse's smile, she tries to project one in her voice. ] I am sorry, come visit with me in the alienage soon. I have been teaching the children songs and they always love the chance to make more friends.
Spreòdach! They adore music and coming up with their own little songs
[ Thankfully, not all of her songs are Chantry songs. Most are weird tavern songs from her travels and then some are ones sung in that even stranger language from her home. ]
The children might not let you leave without singing one song with them though.
If you do not make it back, I will remember you fondly... and I am sure the children will come up with a catchy rhyme about tomatoes or cherries. Perhaps even cherry tomatoes in remembrance.
[ An amused sigh. ] They're quite clever like that.
Such stories of our ancestors and I'll be known as that elf that resembles a vegetable. Or a fruit. I can never remember.
[ She sighs, but it's all in jest. ]
I'd really like to get to know more elves here. Elves who have grown up far differently than I have.
[ The last thing she wants to do is drop her life story on her new friend. From what she's heard, most city elves either completely envy the Dalish, or despise them. There hardly ever seems to be an in between, but she knows it's there. They just aren't as notable as the extremes. And her life has been the in between sort too. It was far from idyllic, but not a constant tragedy either. Ellana wants to know how the elves of Kirkwall have lived. ]
Believe me that there are worst ways to be remembered. I know quite a few of those songs since they are always so popular with the tavern drunks, no matter which country that I find myself in.
( She chuckles, happily. )
I think the elves here would love to know more about you too. We share this city with them now, I think there is much we can do and learn from them in return.
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[ Although she cannot see Saoirse's smile, she tries to project one in her voice. ] I am sorry, come visit with me in the alienage soon. I have been teaching the children songs and they always love the chance to make more friends.
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[ She wants to hear the songs that Saoirse knows, even if they're Chantry songs which aren't really Ellana's thing, obviously. ]
Do you think they would like some music? I can play the lute passably well, but I'll leave the singing to you.
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[ Thankfully, not all of her songs are Chantry songs. Most are weird tavern songs from her travels and then some are ones sung in that even stranger language from her home. ]
The children might not let you leave without singing one song with them though.
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[ She laughs. ]
I suppose I can't disappoint them, but my face will be so red!
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[ An amused sigh. ] They're quite clever like that.
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[ She sighs, but it's all in jest. ]
I'd really like to get to know more elves here. Elves who have grown up far differently than I have.
[ The last thing she wants to do is drop her life story on her new friend. From what she's heard, most city elves either completely envy the Dalish, or despise them. There hardly ever seems to be an in between, but she knows it's there. They just aren't as notable as the extremes. And her life has been the in between sort too. It was far from idyllic, but not a constant tragedy either. Ellana wants to know how the elves of Kirkwall have lived. ]
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( She chuckles, happily. )
I think the elves here would love to know more about you too. We share this city with them now, I think there is much we can do and learn from them in return.
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[ Hearing this from an elf that's lived here gives Ellana hope. ]
I'll tell them whatever they want to know; both the good and the bad.