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[serpentis]

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Action: Abeo, Accendo, Adsum
When: 2/3-2/7

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Comments

[dawnwillcome]

As long as you don't call me rabbit or knife ear we won't have any problems.

[He doesn't think he would, or that those insults even exist outside of Thedas, but just to be sure it doesn't happen in some sort of terrible nickname attempt she'll put it out there. Just to be sure.]

Are there any secrets about humans I would be better off knowing, to be sure we stay on each other's good sides?

[wilder]

Knife Ear? [Rabbit he could get, but-] Seriously? That's what they came up with? That sounds more like a pirate name than anything else.

[Seriously Thedas, pick up the game. But he considers the question before shrugging]

I can only speak for Aselian humans, but...really just steer clear of ranching jokes and calling us "Inferior Beings" and you should be fine.

[dawnwillcome]

[There's a moment where it stings that he would mock a name people used against her kind to keep them aware they were thought of as lesser in a world where almost all the power lay in the hands of humans, but she won't focus on that. Instead she laughs, ignores that it sounds a little strained, and presses on.]

And yet it still works, and there are still elven children who will cry when shemlen spit it at them. Context is everything, I suppose. And I imagine it can only help me understand how ranching jokes are offensive, because as far as I'm aware ranching is a perfectly sensible way to make a living.

[wilder]

[He can hear the slight strain, and he can tell he went a bit far with that joke- even if he really doesn't get it. It was a bad habit of his, making jokes when it really wasn't appropriate too.]

Mm, I suppose. Sorry.

[The sorry is said casually, lightly even- but definitely noted in his mind not something to say again. He didn't have to understand for it not to be painful, right. But at the question of the ranching, he'll purses his lips just slightly]

If you're talking about ranching livestock animals- sure. That's sensible. I've heard of other worlds still using that phrase to mean it that way.

But there's this half-elf group, Desians. They like to run these places called Human Ranches. [There's a slight shake of his head] They're as pleasant as they sound.

[dawnwillcome]

[Just like that, knife ears and rabbits are forgotten and Jove looks horrified, a hand raising to her mouth even as it drops open in shock. She's seen the terrible things people of all races can be capable of, but that doesn't mean it's made her immune to the shock of it. What he's suggesting sounds horrible, the kind of thing she would use her station to eradicate with no hesitation.]

That's awful. [There are other words, but she settles on awful.] I hope it isn't something you had too much exposure to, for your own sake.

[wilder]

I didn't grow up near any, if that's what you mean. The Chosen of Regeneration had banished Desians from our w- kingdom a long time ago. The lands outside of Tethe'alla, though...

[They weren't so lucky. He gives a little shrug and wrings his hands; his tone is lighter on the next part, as if trying to go back to casual]

Did help take a couple of them down, at least, so I saw them then. It was a weird job. Signed on to just help escort a group to a city I'd been to before- but then crap kept getting weirder and weirder until next thing I know I'm in another land raiding Human Ranches so we can stop a rampaging tree from consuming the whole country.

...Still not entirely sure how it came to that.