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IMLADRIS
The group is told to take a week of rest in the Last Homely House as the injured and sick among them heal. The Elves promise them that after the injured are healed, there will be a great Council, with representatives of several peoples in attendance. There Lord Elrond will meet and assist them with speaking with the Green.

Until then, they can wander the peaceful halls of Rivendell, which are filled with travelers from all over the Wilderlands who are making a rest stop while they travel through the lands of Middle-Earth.

There are many halls in Rivendell, but the most notable part of Rivendell is the Hall of Fire, a great feast hall where people can eat, drink, and be merry. Alongside chairs, cushions line the floors in much of the hall. This is the great social hall of Rivendell, where the Elves and their visitors share news of lands far beyond, tell stories, or perform music. The music here almost sounds divine, especially when the Elves sing and play instruments, but they're just as eager to hear songs from other lands, so if any of the squad decide to share, they'll be glad to listen.

Some of the hall's guests are a touch more lively than the others, like a party of dwarves staying at Rivendell. Their stories are a mite more adventurous and if you get in their good graces, they might be willing to share some of the beer they brought with them. Listening to their stories or their talk about their craftmanship is a way to get into their good graces. They have news of the lands beyond.

The Elves love learning, so there are libraries the group is allowed to browse, though they mostly only contain tales of Middle-Earth (for now), though the Elves seem to be collecting what books about other lands they can. These libraries often have viewing stations with telescopes pointing at the sky. Though concerned about what it portents, Elves have been almost delighted by the changing skies, enjoying the challenge of trying to understand how the sky has been knitting itself together with the addition of new worlds.

There are also beautiful balconies here, overlooking the gorge and the waters below, and terraced gardens filled with flowers, bushes, and flowering trees. Their rooms are open to the outdoors and have beds that seem grown into the shape of bed-frames instead of carved. The bathrooms actually have running water. The Elves have figured out how to direct the clean running waters of the gorge in primitive indoor plumbing. Water for hot baths has to be heated first in brass cauldrons over coal braziers before getting dumped into the bath, but are at least located right next to the tubs.

Different flowing slides and fountains can also be used as waterslides for the adventurous, though this will make the Elves tut in disapproval. (X cw: warning for mild nudity from a distance.)

It's time for the squad to rest, eat, and regroup. If a great Council is going to be called involving them, it might be a good idea to make sure they go into it as a united front, because the Green is clearly fine with trying to make decisions for them.

OOC DETAILS
❧ Cursed Weapons/Powers: So they know about how they'll be treated: those with cursed weapons and dark powers will be tolerated by the Elves after entry. While they'll get the same general treatment, the Elves around them may at times seem uncomfortable. Those with cursed weapons will only be distrusted a little, as the weapons themselves will seem more suspicious than their bearers. Those with dark powers or some kind of dark nature (such as being a vampire, Necromancer mage, werewolf, etc.) will be treated with the greatest distrust. But they'll be allowed to wander freely.

❧ Communication: The Elves will make it clear a Council will be called when the injured have time enough to heal and that the group can stay in Rivendell until they're all healed and refreshed. They'll be told they'll be equipped with weapons, clothes, and supplies when they eventually leave. The characters can move freely and characters can stay at the bedside of injured friends.

❧ Injuries: Characters with morgul-blade wounds will be find that any areas or limbs where the shard was will no longer hurt but will be numb at first, with feeling returning over several days. They'll be physically weak for several days at well, winded when walking a short distance. Within a week or two, depending on their constitution and the severity of where the wound was, they'll be able to walk on their own and start to rebuild stamina. Other non-Morgul-blade injuries will heal fully within a few days of treatment.

❧ Clothes: The group will not yet be fully equipped for their travels (that will happen upon leaving) but everyone will at least be given new clothes in Elven styles since theirs are dirty or torn. These are in many different colors but most commonly colors found in nature, like green and blue. Characters without appropriate footwear will also be given light and sturdy boots that will somehow be in their size without their size being asked. They'll also be given basic toiletries like scissors that can be used to cut hair and beards. There are no razors, however, because the Elves don't need to shave so they don't keep them on hand.

❧ Food: Food and drink are plentiful. The food leans towards fruits and veggies but there's enough game for any meat-eaters, cooked well in unknown spices. Wine is abundant, some vintages more inebriating than others. The restorative cordial miruvor is available to help weary travelers get their energy up and revive their strength. It doesn't get characters drunk but helps them revive their strength. It has a light, pleasant floral taste and smell. Beer can also be provided, though that of the traveling dwarves is superior to what Rivendell has to offer.

❧ Weather/Atmosphere: Rivendell is open to the outside air but the temperature is always perfectly temperate and pleasant. The sun shines frequently and is only lost behind shimmering mist. Sunsets and sunrises paint the sky in sections of the valley in every color imaginable. The valley is safe to travel in as long as they don't go back past the Ford of Bruinen or through the gap in the mountains past Rivendell on the valley's opposite end. The air is filled with the smell of green things and delicate perfume of flowers.

❧ Archivist Spells: Around the valley, Archivists can bank up to (4) iterations of a water spells that blasts a brief torrent at an enemy, with the force of a fire hose.

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[He turns his gaze from glancing out over the land, the view he has, when he hears someone's voice. Glancing down to her, his gaze evident even with the mask that his eyes widen, before he chuckles, remembering how terrified and nervous he had been at first. Evidently that's not going to be the case with everyone, but still. He shifts, readying himself and leaps down to meet her. He's trying to be mindful on his webs, unsure on how easily or not he might manage to be able to make more of his web fluid, but. At the least, he could help her get up higher to see the sights.]

The view is always the best part. Uh, I'm Spider-Man, by the way. I can get you up there. Just, you sure you aren't scared of heights? You ready?

[He has yet to do this in having a passenger so to speak. Unless that escape with Peter B counted.....but this was probably fine. He needed to practice this sort of thing. Right? For when he needed to save people.]

[Stacia takes hold of the kid (because she can hear it in his voice, that's not the voice of an adult) and gives him a grin. At least her short height works for her here.]

Ready! And I'm totally cool with heights. I'd make the climb myself, except it would be rude to claw my way up the side of a building as a guest.

Ah, yes, introductions.]

Nice to meet you Spider-Man. I'm Stacia.

Alright then. Just figured I should check first. Just -- hold on, Stacia.

[He warns her, ensuring she seems to have a decent position and hold on him before he starts climbing. His hands, his fingers and feet seem to somehow manage to stick to the side of the building so he can just straight up climb it with ease. He's not going too fast, not with a passenger, but he doesn't linger unless she indicates she wants to pause or anything. Otherwise he will just head straight to the top. And will still kinda hold to her sort of in not wanting her to fall.]

It's easier to get a good view to know what's going on, keep watch from up high like this. Though -- honestly, I've only been at this a few days back home so. Still pretty new to it.

[Stacia's got a good grip, almost like she has experience hanging onto other people while they move - because she does, they just usually have fur. She checks out the view while Spider-Man climbs, but her attention keeps being drawn back to his hands at feet as they just...stick to the wall. She doubts that this guy is a spider-shifter from home, but being able to crawl up the side of a building is pretty handy. There's got to be a Gift like this back home.]

Oh, absolutely. Plus, humans and human-related people don't tend to look up, so if you can thwart gravity then you've got a good spot to lurk.

[She glances sidelong at Spider-Man, raising her eyebrows in interest.]

What's "this" exactly? I assume you don't mean-reality hopping.

Heh. Right. That is a point. And it isn't like I'm as loud to be as noticeable as a plane or something. But that's -- I mean the whole superhero thing. Being Spider-Man. It's uh. A work in progress? Training wheels still? Sort of.

[He's picked things up pretty quick all things considered. But he is still just building up that courage, that confidence and comfort in this. In his abilities. In himself. Besides being new to it, Miles is still just a kid. He tries to concentrate as he gets them up to the top, or close enough to that it seems flat, stable enough for her to join him safely without too much risk of her easily falling.]

Huh. I knew some super heroes in the last reality I got sucked into. Nice people, but they probably wouldn't want me giving you advice. [She settles in on the stable spot he's escorted her to.] My situation doesn't really lend itself to the super-heroic mindset, since I'm not fighting things that can be put in jail.

Do I want to ask what you were fighting?

[Kingpin was a whole other thing on his own, so many times bigger than Miles himself. But at least he was human. He could be dealt with. Not easily, but still. Miles isn't sure exactly necessarily on her situation. Isn't sure she wants to really go into detail or not. He shifts, crouching and at least seeming a lot more comfortable with heights now than he was.]

Literal monsters most of the time. Evil werewolves trying to destroy reality, things literally made of despair, that kind of thing. Ran into demons a time or two, do not recommend.

[She shrugs. She doesn't particularly want to go into detail, more for his sake than hers. He seems like a nice guy and she doesn't want to upset him.]

The kind of thing that's less "leave them tied up for the cops" and more "life-or-death".

Yeah, that is. Definitely different to what I was dealing with back home.

[His were still humans. If some with certain abilities or enhancements. Or just freaking huge like Fisk. He did not have werewolves on his list of villains he had dealt with. Yet, anyway. He hasn't heard of anything like that outside of just stories but for all he knows. It could be true.]

[Stacia gazes out at the view and breathes in the fresh air for a moment.]

I can adapt some things to something more kosher though. Like...if you're fighting someone bigger than you, try and get dirt in their eyes or something. It's possible to get used to getting hit, or to block a hit, but eyes? Even if it doesn't temporarily blind them, eyes are delicate. They're going to have to stop hitting you to clear out the grit or whatever. Or at least they're going to retreat a step or two.

Dirt in the eyes. Okay. I got that, makes sense, yeah. I mean. I did a little boxing back home, practicing but nothing major. Not really trained or anything with fighting. Let alone against guys bigger than me.

[Messing around with his uncle, with his boxing doesn't really count so much. He does have Spider-Sense, but that doesn't necessarily help him to use it to move quickly out of the way, to be able to use that instinctively to his advantage to go for the opening as the opponent moves to attack.]

[Stacia grins.]

I got boxing lessons from a guy who knew what he was doing back in the last place I ended up. It was fun, and I'd be happy to spar with you if you like. Both human-shaped and giant wolf-monster shaped. You can even hit me hard, I still heal fast in that shape.

[She snaps her fingers.]

Oh! And build a support network. I'm sure you've got, like, a secret identity thing going or whatever, but this is not the kind of thing you can shoulder yourself. It's not good for you. I get it coming and going because wolves and humans are both social creatures, but not having to keep a secret this big from everyone in your life is... [she trails off and sighs.] It's pretty important to know that at least someone knows the weight you're carrying.

If you're up for it. Against me.

[Miles was newer to all this. Barely really knowing the basics outside of instinct for the most part. Not really getting into fights, more simply practicing at his uncle's with the punching bag. He otherwise just fights on instinct, kicking out or such when desperate. So far anyway. His being so scrawny and small probably didn't help his case either, really.]

A support network? I guess you mean besides the guys that I'm supposed to be sending home. Yeah. I can.....work on that? Maybe?

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