Aresh-Vul was not a man given to shock. Pride, perhaps, as so many others of the Aeldari—though for Aresh-Vul as many,
feeling his gods cast down one by one, so quickly it seemed almost simultaneous, had gone
far in humbling him—yes; anger, yes, for those of his House were often tectonic in temper—slow to rouse, yet cataclysmic and fiery as a volcano once truly angered—but
shock was not an emotion shown often.
So when the gleaming war-helm of Lal'c-Tann's leading figure being removed caused him to drop his staff of office in shock, it was, to be said, somewhat out of character. As was his exclamation—
"Nephew‽‽"
For indeed, at the head of Lal'c-Tann's party was his brother-son, Arek-Vet, bearing a great ropy scar that traced from brow to chin—as though some great blade had almost split his face in half. And if his nonchalant "Hello, Uncle. How fares Geal-Vad?" perhaps betrayed a degree of relief unexpected, given the estrangement between Aresh-Vul and his half-brother, well, none there would speak of it.
Aresh-Vul gaped, then visibly composed himself, answering his nephew far more evenly. "Well, he is well. As are his brothers—in truth, nephew, I rely upon them greatly, and they are managing affairs in my absence."
He paused, as though struggling with what to say, before asking, at last, "and…
your father? "
Arek-vet looked pained. "I do not know, uncle. I and my host became separated in the chaos, and very nearly did not escape-" his finger traced the scar from cheek to chin, seemingly unconsciously, "-but those of Lal'c-Tann came to our aid, and in the confusion I and Ferin'Elt, who leads Lal'c-Tann now, slew a pair of the Soul-drinker's greater servants together, after the two nearly had me. I came in part in hopes that I might find word of him or of Val-Ven'lys, but found you instead—and precious little on my father's fate, or that of Val-Ven'lys. I will urge, I think, Ferin'Elt to consider aligning himself with this coalition you have been building, uncle—as I have taken oaths to aid him in securing Lal'c-Tann's future, he has taken oaths to aid my search for my father—and I rather think you might actually like him."
Hero Questline "Kith and Kine" is now available.
Stand By…
A/n: why was this so hard to write despite being so short arrrgghhhh
but yes, now you know why Lal'c-Tann is friendly: because their leader (who is not a Tolkien epixy but
is based on a different series' Important Elf Dude) pulled a Big Damn Heros moment and, ah,
disarmed Slaanesh-flavored Lungorthin, allowing Space-Elf-Fingon to
not get his head cut in half by Slaanesh-flavored Gothmog, and the two proceeded to actually succeed in discorperating the pair of Greaters, and the two swore oaths of friendship after that feat, as one does. And also the
other host of Space Elf Noldor are... somewhere. maybe. you don't know!