[She is an Elf and they do not die easily or quietly unless they choose to do so. Arwen has much to live for - a man she loves and a son in her future. Scourge...ice...will not conquer her.]
Magic... Nae! [Bringing her hands together, she tries to call on the warmth in the air around her, whispering spells under her breath.
However her attempts quickly come to a halt at his request and she slowly holds out her frozen hands, ready to bolt should he prove dangerous.]
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Magic... Nae! [Bringing her hands together, she tries to call on the warmth in the air around her, whispering spells under her breath.
However her attempts quickly come to a halt at his request and she slowly holds out her frozen hands, ready to bolt should he prove dangerous.]
I give it.