Breelanders All! Discussion Thread - Part 2

[Arestevana]

POSTED! :D --- PIO

It has been great role-playing with everyone! Thanks everybody, I hope to role-play with you again soon!
Three cheers for 'Breelanders All!'

Here is my last post for Kirima:

Kirima

Kirima stood slightly apart from the throng of Breefolk and Outlanders at the gates of the town. She watched the bustle of activity around the wagons with a slight feeling of shock. Everything seemed to have moved so quickly since the meeting in the clearing. The acceptances of terms, the wild rush of preparations, and now the day of their departure had arrived. She found herself laughing, caught up in the infectious excitement of the children around her. They were going to a new place; a place of their own, to make a homeland of it. It would be a place to start over, to raise families and remember those who were gone, without the need for war or for fear.

Kirima recalled Andreth’s offer of a job and a place to stay at the Inn. For a moment it had tempted her, no more. She had been through too much with the other refugees to break away from them. The hardships had brought them all so close together; friends became as close as kin. There had been so many goodbyes to say, more than she had expected: Andreth, Lilac, Rudgar, the children from the town whom she had met when they came to the Inn to visit the sick outland children, and the Breefolk who had helped them. Kirima found herself being wished good fortune by townsfolk she had never met. It seemed almost unbelievable that she had once thought of these kindly, peace-loving folk as enemies.

The noise of people talking was accented by the creaks of the wagons as children jumped in and out of them. Kirima laughed, thinking that they would have to search the wagons before they left in case any of the children of the town had decided to sneak aboard. Lotar and Kandel were talking some distance away, and she walked over to join them. Lotar was smiling, and it was good to see the change in him. A change had been worked in all of them, Kirima thought. Though they would always remember those who had been killed in the raids, there was a lessening of the emptiness now. They could look toward the future, and they could see hope there.

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[Nurumaiel]

POSTED! :D -- PIO

Congratulations to all and thank you for a merry round of roleplaying, even if I was often absent! Here is my final post, and though it isn't a gem I hope it satisfies. *bow*

Nurumaiel's post - Edmund

Edmund stood near his mother, considering gravely the events of the past few weeks. He thought of Kali, of the conies, of the sick children, and most of all his mother. He thought with great fondness and tenderness upon her in such a way that one would not believe a little boy of seven could think, but in a way that only a little boy of seven could think. He knew he had behaved terribly to her by his nasty conduct towards others, and he wished he hadn't. He loved her as dearly as a little boy could. How often he had wished he didn't have a mother, but surely he was wrong. Surely he loved her more than any other person in all Breeland and as far as the world went.

And how deeply he had loved his father. Edmund thought of both his father and his mother in the same fashion, in such a way that could not be described for only the innocent and wise mind of a child can understand such deep thoughts.

"O-oh, E-e-edmu-und!" The piercing cry reached the boy's ears and he turned to greet Kali, who was tripping towards him with a gay smile. Perched on the hobbit's shoulder was Edmund's squirrel. Kali laughed and gestured to it. "I found him scampering about and nearly getting smashed by feet," he said. "I think he's really starting to like me. He's always been friendly but he doesn't hesitate at all when I call him."

A rather painful memory had flashed through Edmund's mind. He saw himself and group of other boys forming a circle around Kali, laughing at the hobbit's vain attempts to recover his cap and calling him all sorts of terrible names. A deep crimson blush came to his face as he looked down at Kali's laughing face. He said nothing to the hobbit of what he was thinking, but merely asked him in great earnest, "Kali, are we friends at all?"

Kali nodded merrily in assent and then gave it not a second thought. "Edmund," he said in a low voice, as if confiding a great secret. "Edmund, your squirrel has a sweetheart." Edmund's eyes widened in disbelief and then he let his laughter mingle with Kali's. "Do you think she'll like us as much as he does, Edmund?"

"She'll have to learn, I guess," Edmund said. "But that means he won't be staying at my home anymore."

"I don't think your mamma would like that too much, anyway," said Kali. "One squirrel is bad enough but a whole family of the little rascals might drive her mad." He laughed again and then, looking up at Edmund with the greatest confidence and respect, he was so bold as to grasp his friend's hand. Edmund held it tightly. And so both the boy of the Little Folk and the boy of the Little Folk became best of friends, and they ran merrily off, Kali illustrating his plans to draw a family portrait of the squirrel's family as soon as there was one.

[Esgallhugwen]

POSTED :) --- PIO

Esgallhugwen's post

For once Poppy had to keep up with Lily, who was eager to be one of first at Bree Gate, to say farewell to her new friend and, the rest of the refugees. Will was seen instantly by Lily, who rushed over to him, "Hello Will!", she smiled, weaving past him she was amazed to see a vast group of people before her.
No matter where she looked, poor Lily, couldn't find the friend she made at the Inn.

"Isn't that your friend. The one you gave the dolly to?", Will pointed out to Lily. She gasped in excitement and looked up at Poppy.

"Yes, you can go say hello", Poppy waved her on.
She ran up to her and said, "I nearly missed you. You really shouldn't hide behind a wagon, I couldn't see you", the girl smiled and giggled.

Lily was carrying a small basket of cookies and candy. She passed it on to her dark haired friend, "Don't eat all of it at once, you may not feel too great after; believe me, I know", she smirked.

Poppy smiled at Little Lily's friendly gesture. She spoke to Rosie, "I'm so relieved, I doubted for awhile if this would end peacefully. I was afraid for everyone, funny how things turn out for the best, maybe it is luck".

"Maybe it is, maybe it's how it was meant to be", Rosie replyed.

[piosenniel]

Lovely game, everyone! :D

I enjoyed seeing how your characters developed during the playing of it.

I especially enjoyed how the plotlitline grew and changed from one of armed confrontation to one of growth and conciliation - for all three groups: Hobbits, Bree big folk, and the Refugees.

Just to let you know, I'll be closing the Game thread and scooting it off to Elvenhome tomorrow morning.

Thanks again for a good game!

~*~ Pio

[Child of the 7th Age]

I've enjoyed this very much!

My only concern is that with so much candy and cookies being passed out, those children may develop a massive stomach ache once the horses and wagons get rolling!

And thanks to everyone for those great final posts!

Cami

[Tinuviel of Denton]

I really enjoyed playing in this game, even if I didn't post as much as I should have toward the end there.

For once, my character has a (relatively) happy ending even. Wow. :p

Thanks for such a wonderful game, Cami and Pio and everyone else!

[Esgallhugwen]

I just wanted to have one final word. I really enjoyed being in this game (Though I should have posted more often then I did). Its been a wonderful experience and I think all of you are very talented:D Hope I can play with any of you again sometime.

Eternally yours,
Esgallhugwen;)

[Orofaniel]

My only concern is that with so much candy and cookies being passed out, those children may develop a massive stomach ache once the horses and wagons get rolling!

Lol...:D Somehow I feel a bit guilty....I wonder why...:rolleyes:

[Eruantalon]

I didn't read it over so it it has any mistake sorry. See you all on the downs!





Smiling he met Kirima in the streets. She bid him goodbye and he told her she was like a sister to him now. He would find a happy home here in Bree. Carts bustling in and out of the town made there way up. Everything had finally come to a close. He saw Lotar from a far and let Kirima join them. He had never reconciled with Lotar and didn’t see this as the time.” Another day” he thought to himself. People here where kinder than he had first thought. People where smiling and decent. He wanted to try and live here instead of just leave. He could even visit Kirima in the inn once in awhile. Making his way about the hurried town he found something odd. Every one was rushing in like a new house that was being moved into.

A cook was in his shop hurrying to try and feed people. He smelled the food and went in.

“Sir if you plan on cooking that roast right turn up the oven. But sear the roast in a pan first! You’ll want to seal in the juice so it doesn’t go dry!” Now moving forward with his usually cocky stride. “See these herbs they should spear the meat. That way air gets in and cooks the roast faster.”

“If you know so much about food why don’t you come in here and cook! Foolish boy I have enough Hungary customers and need help!”

Walking in and setting an apron on (witch was old and shaggy), he then starting doing as the man said. “ I’m Rudar sir.” He said in a quick huff. “Well I’m Baldrake.” The man replied. “Would you like a job as a cook Rudar? It seems second nature to you. You could help me here. We’ll be needing it with all the new people here.”

“Yes sir that would suit me fine!”

Rudgar spent the evening feeding Hungary customers and grinning all the time. Thinking to himself. “I dreamed of piles of gold! Now I have piles of pans...... and couldn’t be happier!”:D

[piosenniel]

~*~ To Elvenhome ~*~