[There is simply darkness at first. It is clear that it is not a voice post, though, for the darkness is a brownness, as though the Dreamberry is held within a bag of some sort. What can be heard is sweet harp music, though quiet and muffled, beautiful harp music that manages to sound very, very sad
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When the music stops, and a face appears, she crowds up to the dreamberry excitedly, chirping.
It was a very pretty song! Razette liked it very much. <3]
♪ ~ !
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And how does this work...
[He spends another moment examining it, but new inventions were almost expected in his family, and he is intelligent. So while it feels quite odd, he looks into the screen and speaks, voice soft.]
Some sort of device for communicating, I would guess? Do you know, Lady...?
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She fumbles with the dreamberry for a bit, and a moment later, the word 'RAZETTE' appears on-screen. A happy chirp. It's her name!
And now, she's pointing at the dreamberry screen. What's your name, kind stranger?]
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Ah...A creature that cannot speak, and yet...
[He has not forgotten those chips, and he has a keen ear for these things.]
You can sing, can you not?
[At her 'question', however, he pauses. Dare he give out his name? But he is a son of Feanor, and he will not hide.]
My name is Maglor.
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That was a lovely tune...
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I thank you, Lady...?
[He bows his head slightly; as much as decorum requires.]
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[He pauses, and then looks at her fully.]
This may seem like quite the strange question, but...What is this place?
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