| Scene 1 | Scene 2 | Scene 3 |
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| Green/Peppy | Green/Peppy | Green/Peppy |
| Red/Faraday | Red/Faraday | Red/Faraday |
| Gold/Pepper | Gold/Pepper | Gold/Pepper |
| Blue/Fox | Blue/Fox | Blue/Fox |
Makes sense.
| Crystalien | |
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| Overview | |
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Homeworld: |
Titania |
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Goals: |
Defend Titania |
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At war with: |
Kōnerian Expidition (Kōneria) |
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Average height: |
3 m |
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Average weight: |
500 kg |
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Distinctions: |
Humanoid |
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Average lifespan: |
400 years |
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Notable groups: |
Hierarchy of Hierarchies |
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Notable individuals: |
Hive Monarch |
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Other names: |
"Mermaid" |
For all of his bad sides in terms of personality, Eöl had always been honest to Aredhel and Maeglin to why he did not wish them to leave. When Maeglin had been very young, it naturally had been because he had been far too young to defend himself properly without an adult around, possible orc attacks on the road to the Dwarves and with Maeglin being the only child, his death would have meant the loss of the heir to Nan Elmoth as well. Maeglin did not recall all the details, but both Eöl and Aredhel had mentioned several times that his birth had been a tricky one and that they had been advised against a second pregnancy in fear that it could cost Aredhel her life.
“Leaving a life as a future Lord with my own realm, to simply become the nephew of a king...I was a real idiot back then, young and sheltered from polities!” Maeglin thought with a bitter taste in his mouth. With Idril married and having a son of her own, Turgon had no need of him as a heir to the throne of Gondolin. And from what he had managed to overheard in Angband from the orcs, Fingon's young son Gil-galad was viewed as the real High King of the exiled Noldor here in Middle-earth due to Turgon closing off Gondolin from the rest of the world. Eöl may have ruled Nan Elmoth as a vassal under Thingol of Doriath, but its borders had only been heavy guarded because of the dangers from Angband.
As Maeglin turned around to go back to his dressing rooms, he overheard one married lady among the female serving staff saying something that if Turgon so much as dared to give him one of those fancy meals which barely counted as a snack for those who made a lot of heavy body work, they would ensure that Maeglin would have a orderly lunch instead. He hid a thin smile at that comment, used to the married ladies sometimes fussing over his eating habits and after the time in Angband, he cherished every kind of food he could get his hands on. He could still recall Rûsa struggling to make him eat food between the fever attacks he had suffered, trying so hard to keep him alive with what little she had at hands. He needed to repay that debt somehow in the future.