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piosenniel · 10-31-2002, 02:47 PM

***** DALE - Bram *****

Bram spluttered at the Captain's question. 'New eyes see new things!' he thought to himself. He looked about at the crew, taking their leisure now, assigned duties done. Amazing! There did seem to be a certain sense of camaraderie which had sprung up among them. Nothing like a few disasters and tight quarters to force issues one way or the other. 'Lucky for us,' he murmured to himself, 'we seem bound in a more positive direction.'

'Well, Captain, I think this crew has weathered a few storms in its time, and from what I can gather, the problems they've come through have pulled them together instead of pushing them apart.' He went on to tell Rira of the encounter with the giant spiders of Mirkwood, the abduction of Isilya, the loss of the horses, the loss of the large wagon and subsequently the loss of most of the Dwarven wares. Yet they had to be admired. They had pulled together and gone on.

'Their last encounter was possibly their worst.' he chuckled. 'At least in many of their opinions.'

'And what was that?' asked Rira, hands on the helm. 'Something truly horrific, you say?'

'It was the unfortunate business of obtaining the ship.' he answered, eyes twinkling. 'And finding out just what went with it.'

Rira turned to him, a questioning frown on his face.

'Just me!' he said, laughing now. 'I came with the ship, and I'll be by their side til I see them delivered safe into the hands of Elessar.'

He asked to take leave of the Captain, saying that he would see that all was secured above and below deck for the coming storm. He made a mental note to himself: Best show these 'sailors' how to batten the hatches before the storm is upon us.

Once done, he walked over to where Girion was playing a friendly game of cards with Orodan, Frain, and Hringa. He stood, hands in pockets, and watched for a while, his eyes taking in every player.

At a break in the game, he asked them, in a casual manner, 'Do you think an old guy could sit in for a hand or so? Looks like an interesting game.' Girion motioned for him to pull up a crate, and dealt him out some cards. 'Hmmmm!' he murmured, a frown on his face as he arranged the cards in his hand. He looked round at the faces of his fellow players.

'Gentlemen,' he said softly, placing a half-penny on the table in front of him, 'anyone care to place a small wager on the game?'

10-31-2002, 02:47 PM	#367
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	*** DALE - Bram *** Bram spluttered at the Captain's question. 'New eyes see new things!' he thought to himself. He looked about at the crew, taking their leisure now, assigned duties done. Amazing! There did seem to be a certain sense of camaraderie which had sprung up among them. Nothing like a few disasters and tight quarters to force issues one way or the other. 'Lucky for us,' he murmured to himself, 'we seem bound in a more positive direction.' 'Well, Captain, I think this crew has weathered a few storms in its time, and from what I can gather, the problems they've come through have pulled them together instead of pushing them apart.' He went on to tell Rira of the encounter with the giant spiders of Mirkwood, the abduction of Isilya, the loss of the horses, the loss of the large wagon and subsequently the loss of most of the Dwarven wares. Yet they had to be admired. They had pulled together and gone on. 'Their last encounter was possibly their worst.' he chuckled. 'At least in many of their opinions.' 'And what was that?' asked Rira, hands on the helm. 'Something truly horrific, you say?' 'It was the unfortunate business of obtaining the ship.' he answered, eyes twinkling. 'And finding out just what went with it.' Rira turned to him, a questioning frown on his face. 'Just me!' he said, laughing now. 'I came with the ship, and I'll be by their side til I see them delivered safe into the hands of Elessar.' He asked to take leave of the Captain, saying that he would see that all was secured above and below deck for the coming storm. He made a mental note to himself: Best show these 'sailors' how to batten the hatches before the storm is upon us. Once done, he walked over to where Girion was playing a friendly game of cards with Orodan, Frain, and Hringa. He stood, hands in pockets, and watched for a while, his eyes taking in every player. At a break in the game, he asked them, in a casual manner, 'Do you think an old guy could sit in for a hand or so? Looks like an interesting game.' Girion motioned for him to pull up a crate, and dealt him out some cards. 'Hmmmm!' he murmured, a frown on his face as he arranged the cards in his hand. He looked round at the faces of his fellow players. 'Gentlemen,' he said softly, placing a half-penny on the table in front of him, 'anyone care to place a small wager on the game?' __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.