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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Raven Crowking" data-source="post: 1975410" data-attributes="member: 18280">The passage itself was dry and dusty, clearly the passage leading into a burial mound.  There were some who said that the fae were spirits of nature, and others who claimed that they included the spirits of the dead in their number.  Selanil didn't know which was true, or if the truth was more complicated than either or both combined.  Certainly, they inhabited places where people had once lived, or once been interred.After a short time, the passage ahead began to glow with a warm firelight.  Laughing, Etain ran ahead.  For that moment she seemed only a little girl.  At the end of the tunnel, what should have been a burial chamber was instead a great Hall lit with many torches.  Noblemen and warriors sat feasting on venison and wild birds, bread and milk pudding.  Wine splashed in sparkling goblets.  White hounds with red ears gnawed the bones, and songbirds sang in the rafters.  The warriors were dressed in leather armor, and bore wode tattoos like the ancient Esk, who had long ago passed from the Middle World.  The fashions of the nobles -- male and female alike -- were also of a mode that spoke of days long past.At the head of one table on a dias sat a raven-haired woman of great beauty.  Etain ran to her laughing.  "Mother, I have brought you a champion," she said in a breathy rush.  Even across the noisy hall, Selanil could hear her without difficulty.  "Selanil is his name.  Shining friend, I called him."The woman looked up.  Her eyes were violet.  She beckoned Selanil to come closer, indicating a seat left empty at the high table."Maeve you may call me," the woman said, her voice low and musical.  "Come forward, my Champion to be.  Eat and be merry.  Drink of the good red mead."</blockquote>

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