Re: gatsby: mingmei + solas
[An old legend? He wanted to dream in the places that legend took place, to see the truth - and lie - of it unfold before his own eyes. Briefly, he wondered if he could do such dreamwalking in worlds that were not Thedas. Perhaps. Perhaps not.
At her unfathomable greeting, he lifted his face to her. One brow rose, a wry smile curling one corner of his lips.] Andaran atish'an, da'len. Ma melava halani. Ma serannas. Hello and my thanks for your help. [He lifted his hand toward one ear, freezing before his fingers touched it. Nausea swamped him. Clearly, he didn't need the reminder, so he lowered his hand to his lap.] I am Elvhen, one of the People. An elf. But here, I find myself in a human form. It is... upsetting.