Sindarin & ThunderFang
Sindarin
I’ve been poring over the old legends about how the first elves wove thunder into their rites—do you think a storm spirit still hides a spell waiting for us to crack?
ThunderFang
Sure, a storm’s still hiding a spell, waiting for the right hands to wring it out. Grab your gear, step into the thunder, and smash that mystery before it knocks you out.
Sindarin
I prefer to listen before I strike, for a storm’s rhythm is a mind as sharp as its thunder. Let us learn its cadence first, then we can shape it as we wish.
ThunderFang
Fine, listen up first, but don’t get stuck in that quiet. When you’ve caught the rhythm, let your strike echo the thunder it’s already humming. Time’s ticking, so stay sharp and move.
Sindarin
I’ll let the wind carry my words until the storm answers, then I’ll strike with a sound that joins its song. We'll not linger in silence.
ThunderFang
Good. Keep your ears wide and your mind ready—every gust is a clue. When that storm finally replies, make your strike so loud it shouts back. No room for hesitation, just pure thunder.
Sindarin
I will keep my ears tuned to every breeze, and when the storm answers, I’ll strike in a way that makes it roar back. No doubt there is a rhythm, and I will follow it.