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Old 11-21-2002, 12:44 PM   #22
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Gamba bowed his head beneath the avalanche of indignant questions that came from Cami. On cue, he replied, "Yes, Ma'am... No, Ma'am... Yes, Ma'am,", evading serious accusations as best he could, and hoping to evade serious consequences as well, long enough to have some kind of fun.

So Piosenniel was one of the elves, but there was another, "Varda", over by the fireplace. The name sounded familiar; maybe from a song. And there were a few others that looked rough and ready for action besides Mithadan. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he spied Ancalimon, dressed in long robes and looking much older than Gamba remembered; but people were calling him Gandalf.

"Yes, Ma'am... No, Ma'am..."

Cami finished, and with a stern warning that Gamba behave and keep in sight, she dragged him over to sit between her and Andreth. Oh misery, to be trapped between two loremasters when there was adventure to be had!

He listened, fidgeting, while Rimbaud spoke of stories, and fiction, and tales, and adventures. Now that sounded worthwhile. As Rimbaud continued, Gamba meandered slowly out from between Cami and Andreth, still fidgeting, and when Cami got distracted enough, he slipped away.

Mithadan absently reached for his half-finished drink, and was surprised to see one of the grey-clad attendants refilling it already. He frowned, and glanced suspiciously round at his neighbors.

Under the table, Gamba cringed and grimaced and wondered why Mithadan would want refills for something that tasted so horrible. He slipped out from under the table when Mith wasn't looking, and made his way over to one of the tables by the fireplace. Looking up at Ransom, he sat down nearby, hoping to learn about Varda, and wondering about Susan, and Amanaduial-- worried about the scary looking creatures with her; better not get too close-- and Eledrim, who looked a bit mysterious.

"Hello, " he smiled. They considered him, wondering if he was as young as he looked.

"I heard you singing the Lay of Leithian, " the hobbit said to Varda. "Nice voice. Who taught it to you?"

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