Beka is not sure what she was expecting as a result of walking into a snake monster but an Elf city would have been very low on a list of possibilities if someone had jumbled a lot of random words together into place-phrases and had her rank them. "Elf city" would probably have been under "spider void" and above "grape juice ocean". And yet here she is.
beka is portalsnaked to evil arda
orf
Yeah, I'm fine, Macalaurë's a sweetie and this is a million times better than Angband and he says your boyfriend is not gonna borrow me or anything.
neither-power-nor-glory
But you were hoping that we'd be, as a people, not okay with hurting people ever?
neither-power-nor-glory
I wouldn't necessarily guess that people who kill their enemies in war also torture their prisoners in bed but maybe it really is all the same thing.
goldweaver
"I was half listening, I just don't think I get what you're looking for or worried about - maybe you don't either -"
goldweaver
Macalaurë waits for the Enemy to move forward with his plan. The Enemy doesn't. Beka remains delightful and unordered.
He arranges for people to come up with somewhat plausible fake orders and try to trick her by sending them and then ordering her.