*Sighs the deepest of sighs*
“…Once again, Lindethiel, YOU WORK FOR ME. By far your most useful asset lies is the fact that as an elf, you remain uncorrupted, and are doing me favors of your own free will. I need you to stay that way. I like you that way.
It is baffling to me that you would ASK for… you know what? Fine.

It’s a table.
Its function is that of a table.
Its curse is that people will see this table, and know it is yours, and they will pass judgement on you accordingly.
Also its accompanying set of chairs are disastrously uncomfortable. THIS TOO SHALL BE YOUR CURSE. As I’m starting to suspect that you are mine…”
