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[color=lime]Time:[/color] Afternoon
[color=lime]Location:[/color] River Port-Surfside Cafe
[color=lime]Interactions:[/color] Lucia[@Potter] Vaeril[@Alivefalling][/center]

Leon nodded as Lucia explained how slowly elves aged, he couldn’t even fathom living for over a millennium. The sheer amount of change and progresses one would see living that many years was just wild to him. He continued eating, even though he had plenty of more questions about elves, but didn’t want to risk having people overhear him asking questions he should already know the answers too. The cafe was fling up more as they ate, and he was also supposed to be an elf too after all. At least having food in front of him kept him distracted enough to stop messing with the fake ears, as another elf came over to talk to them. 

[color=lime]”Nice to meet you Vaeril. I’m Frodo."[/color] Leon lied with absolute confidence, then realized he had picked correct source material but the wrong name. Shit, Frodo wasn’t even an elf, he was a hobbit, and now he was stuck with a stupid fake name. He could’ve said something cool like Legolas or Glorfindel but nope he had gone with the first name that popped into his head. He immediately put more food in his mouth to stop himself from saying anything else. He listened as Lucia talked about her staff, which Vaeril seemed very interested in, claiming to have made it.