[Something was off about the tower today.

For starters, there seemed to be far more people prowling about than Haldir last remembered. Over the years, there's been a steady decline of new arrivals here to Animus. Much of the friends he once knew were either dead or dying. Not many races could out live the Firstborns of Ilúvatar. The Elves, for better or for worse, have been cursed with longevity. Most of Haldir's kind are truly immortal in a sense. Many Elves never aged at all, including the march warden.

So this would explain why he seems so baffled as of why there's so many lurking about here. Has the Administrators found other worlds to ravage? Perhaps. He always doubted that they were doing more good than harm.]

How uncommon. There hasn't been this many newcomers since the old days.

[A slight frown settles upon his lips. Just why is there so many people here? It's so...sudden.]

I bid thee welcome! We seldom see so many newcomers; for it has been thousands of years, but we welcome all. If you're in need of aid, do not hesitate to ask. There's many amongst us who would be glad to assist you.

[Forcing himself to rid himself of his frown, Haldir actually smiles somewhat, though it's an awkward one.]

I can assure you that no harm shall come to you here. Just be certain to stay away from the floors above. That is where the danger lies.

[She looks tired, and rather sad.]

It's difficult to believe I have already been in this tower for five years.
 
I believe I am in need of a hard drink. Is anyone interested in joining me?

[To most, this will seem quite unusual. The video was of a certain demon that prowled the halls, only... her visage was significantly older. Her hair was pinned away from a lightly lined face, and bright strands of gray threaded through the mane. Catarina settled back from the terminal, her movements less of the barely contained wild seduction that usually filled her body and more controlled, more in balanced with what she was. But to those who doubted this was the demon they usually saw, the bright mischievous look in her eyes still didn't dim]

To those who recently joined us here in the tower:

I realize many of you may have light fingers, and that bright shiny baubles are irresistible to said digits. That is why I will be kind in saying if you return my necklace to me by the end of the day, I will not remove your head from your neck. If you make me wait, I will be sure that I will be the very painful cause of the first of your many, many deaths here.

[There a bit of static as the network comes alive - the sort of fake, purposeful static you know is being used just to get your attention.]

Hey there, cats and kitties.

Time's come for the weekly buzz. This is Gamz, your lead man without a plan, inviting you to spread the gossip and share your woes.

I'll be on the network for the next half hour, after which we'll be having our usual counseling session in the cafeteria. See you there, my misbegotten ones.

[When the feed comes on, it's a face people in the tower might have recognized at one point. By now, Feferi's an adult troll, who looks like she's 11 sweeps (roughly 25 Earth years) old, not the teenager that would normally appear. There's no sign of the necklaces she used to wear, and the only sign of her place in troll society is the tiny sign on her tiara, which she's had remade over time.]

Are we reely having new arrivals again? It's been so long, I'd almost forgotten what it was like...it's been sweeps and sweeps.

If you're just now arriving...I hesitate to say welcome. This isn't the kind of plaice anyguppy wants to wind up coming to, and I say that having been here for sweeps now.

It's dangerous here, for reasons that include monsters both human - the admins - and inhuman. But there are a lot of us who have been in this plaice for a very long time, and we're glad to kelp if you need anyfin at all. I'm Feferi, and if I'm not answering the network, I can usually be found in the aquarium, the pool, or the meadow. Please feel free to come find me.

...is everyone else holding up all right? You know me, I worry way too much about everyfin ever.

[OOC: apparently my troll math gets funky late at night, edited for slight correction on her age).]

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I would appreciate status reports from you lot, if you don't terribly mind.

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