The Green Dragon Inn #11 - The Last Chapter - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Maeggaladiel · 05-07-2004, 09:56 AM

Eleniel blinked in suprise. This Brendan was running from something. What? she wondered. Regaining composure, she smiled and shook his hand.

"Pleased to meet you, Master Brendan," she said. "I am here on business. I am a merchant, and I travel Middle Earth to gather merchandise from foriegn artisans to sell." She reached down to scratch her dog's ears, but remembered that the beast was in the stables.

"Excuse me," she said with an embarrased laugh. "I usually am accompanied by a dog named Arrow, but he is in the stables at the moment. I guess I'm used to having him around. He was hit by a carriage yesterday evening, and he is being healed by that woman over there." She nodded towards the elven woman Elkamia, talking with a group of friends.

"But what of you, Master Gird? What brings you here?"

Gird · 05-07-2004, 11:01 AM

"Hmm? Oh, of course. What brings me here..." Gird said in reply. He had been quiet for a while, just taking everything that was said in. "Well, as for myself, I go around all over middle earth, pittering here and there. I just came here because I knew it was a good inn." Gird gave a friendly smile and then yawned big. He had been up all night, but he wasn't going to let it make him into poor company. He scanned his short term memory for something that was said that would make conversation.

"So Eleniel, you said you were from Laketown? I am originally from Esgaroth myself, long ago!" Gird was delighted to meet someone from his homeland, as it had been a while. "Who was your father?" Gird asked.

"I might just know him."

Maeggaladiel · 05-07-2004, 11:52 AM

A large smile spread across Eleniel's face.

"So," she said. "You too come from Esgaroth! Small world, hmm?" It was strangely comforting to find someone from home in this distant land, even though she enjoyed traveling and meeting new people.

"My father was named Vahn, but he was called Raven or Crow by many, because of his dark hair. Also because he spent a lot of time hunting for trinkets to sell, like a raven hunting shiny objects for his nest." she said with a laugh. "He owned a shop called 'The Raven's Nest,' if that rings any bells."

She leaned forward in her chair, excitedly waiting to see if this gentleman knew of her father.

Amanaduial the archer · 05-07-2004, 11:59 AM

A curtain of hair fell across Aman's face as she leant over, wiping at an ale stain on one of the weary tables, and she brushed it back quickly behind one ear. As she did so, a figure caught her eye and she turned to look over at it. Aman...Bredan, the Gondorian man who had stayed at the Inn for a few nights now. He was staring at her, a small smile on his face. She was not sure she was entirely comfortable with the way his eyes lingered on her...

However, she was Innkeeper, as ever, and he as yet had no drink. Approaching, the slipped the rag through one apron string and brushed back her hair - having washed it this morning, having gone too bed very early this morning, it seemed determined to show off it's fresh silkiness. Looking up as she reached for a pen and pad from her skirts, she smiled at Bredan warmly, regardless of her unease at his persistent gaze. "Bredan, good morning."

The man beamed widely, his eyes finding hers now. "You remembered..." he murmured.

"Hmm?"

"Nothing, my Lady - how can I help you?"

The question surprised the Innkeeper and she laughed. "How can you help me? Sir, I believe the situation should be the other way around."

"Call me Bredan, please." The Gondorian's voice was smooth, charming. Aman glanced at his face, then his belt - but the sheath was empty, and he did not seem to be an early morning drunk.

"Nonetheless, Bredan," she grinned back. "Will you have some breakfast?"

starkat · 05-07-2004, 12:20 PM

Riding up to the stables, a young women cloaked in grey and wearing dark blue and dark green, dismounts from her horse. Leaving her horse at the stables, she heads over to the inn. Stepping into the main room and removing her hood, Gwenneth looks around the room. Tall, slender, and with long black hair, the elf maid looks around for the innkeeper.

Being uncertain of where to look, Gwenneth sees an empty table near a wall. Heading over to the table she smiles at the others in the room.

Firefoot · 05-07-2004, 02:31 PM

Lily, though she would be embarrased to admit it to any but herself, was getting bored of cleaning up. She also felt somewhat stifled for having been indoors for so long except for her brief sojourn out to the stables last night. She decided to go for a ride. After all, that is what I came to the Shire for in the first place, right? To explore new places? she thought. I don't really know anyone in here right now anyway. She leaned the broom she was using back up against the wall and headed for the door.

Once outside, Lily broke into a jog and then a run. It felt so good to stretch her legs! She couldn't see anyone nearby, and even so she really didn't care what people would think if they saw her. It was only a short way to the stables, so Lily wasn't even winded. Many of the horses still looked drowsy, but her pony Clover stamped his foot impatiently as if to say, "What took you so long?" Lily pulled an apple out of her pocket to give him, which he munched happily.

"Just a short ride today. I'll be right back," Lily assured him. Now, where to find my saddle, she wondered. She wandered up the aisle, looking around for any sign of where her riding gear might be. Ah, there!, Lily realized with a smile. It was a small room with the door slightly ajar. Inside she could see some saddles. She slipped in and found her saddle and bridle easily enough, and walked back to Clover's stall. She saddled him up for the ride and led him outside. Lily mounted.

"Ready, boy?" Clover shook his head, eager to go. Lily urged him into a canter and pointed him at a low fence, and was gone, off to explore the Shire.

Kitanna · 05-07-2004, 03:30 PM

Peony hated the idea of wearing her hair tied back, but her red locks were constantly falling into her eyes. She quickly tied her hair back and picked up her broom again to finish her sweeping job.

In the corner of the room she notice an elf woman with long black hair sitting there who had not been there a minute ago. Peony laid the broom aside and headed over to the woman's table.

"Good morning stranger," Peony said. She was such a peppy morning person it was almost scary. "I did not see you here last night, did you just arrive?" Peony waiting for Gwenneth to answer.

starkat · 05-07-2004, 03:50 PM

Gwenneth smiled at Peony. "Mae govannen. Yes, I just arrived in town. I rode in this morning." Gesturing for Peony to sit, Gwenneth pulled her hair from her face and tied it back. "Who do I need to see about getting a room and stabling my horse, Elenath?"

Waving her hand around at the room she asked, "What went on last night? It looks like a party of some kind. Is there anything I can do to help?"

05-07-2004, 11:01 AM	#2
Gird Animated Skeleton Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Esgaroth Posts: 34	"Hmm? Oh, of course. What brings me here..." Gird said in reply. He had been quiet for a while, just taking everything that was said in. "Well, as for myself, I go around all over middle earth, pittering here and there. I just came here because I knew it was a good inn." Gird gave a friendly smile and then yawned big. He had been up all night, but he wasn't going to let it make him into poor company. He scanned his short term memory for something that was said that would make conversation. "So Eleniel, you said you were from Laketown? I am originally from Esgaroth myself, long ago!" Gird was delighted to meet someone from his homeland, as it had been a while. "Who was your father?" Gird asked. "I might just know him." __________________ "Good heavens! Don't pretend that goblins can't count. They can. Twelve isn't fifteen and they know it." Beorn "I am Ugluk, I command." Ugluk

05-07-2004, 11:52 AM	#3
Maeggaladiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: The end of the world as we know it. I feel fine, incidentally. Posts: 500	Eleniel A large smile spread across Eleniel's face. "So," she said. "You too come from Esgaroth! Small world, hmm?" It was strangely comforting to find someone from home in this distant land, even though she enjoyed traveling and meeting new people. "My father was named Vahn, but he was called Raven or Crow by many, because of his dark hair. Also because he spent a lot of time hunting for trinkets to sell, like a raven hunting shiny objects for his nest." she said with a laugh. "He owned a shop called 'The Raven's Nest,' if that rings any bells." She leaned forward in her chair, excitedly waiting to see if this gentleman knew of her father. __________________ "Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.

05-07-2004, 11:59 AM	#4
Amanaduial the archer Shadow of Starlight Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: dancing among the ledgerlines... Posts: 2,347	Aman A curtain of hair fell across Aman's face as she leant over, wiping at an ale stain on one of the weary tables, and she brushed it back quickly behind one ear. As she did so, a figure caught her eye and she turned to look over at it. Aman...Bredan, the Gondorian man who had stayed at the Inn for a few nights now. He was staring at her, a small smile on his face. She was not sure she was entirely comfortable with the way his eyes lingered on her... However, she was Innkeeper, as ever, and he as yet had no drink. Approaching, the slipped the rag through one apron string and brushed back her hair - having washed it this morning, having gone too bed very early this morning, it seemed determined to show off it's fresh silkiness. Looking up as she reached for a pen and pad from her skirts, she smiled at Bredan warmly, regardless of her unease at his persistent gaze. "Bredan, good morning." The man beamed widely, his eyes finding hers now. "You remembered..." he murmured. "Hmm?" "Nothing, my Lady - how can I help you?" The question surprised the Innkeeper and she laughed. "How can you help me? Sir, I believe the situation should be the other way around." "Call me Bredan, please." The Gondorian's voice was smooth, charming. Aman glanced at his face, then his belt - but the sheath was empty, and he did not seem to be an early morning drunk. "Nonetheless, Bredan," she grinned back. "Will you have some breakfast?" __________________ I am what I was, a harmless little devil

05-07-2004, 03:30 PM	#7
Kitanna Child of the West Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn Posts: 2,132	Peony hated the idea of wearing her hair tied back, but her red locks were constantly falling into her eyes. She quickly tied her hair back and picked up her broom again to finish her sweeping job. In the corner of the room she notice an elf woman with long black hair sitting there who had not been there a minute ago. Peony laid the broom aside and headed over to the woman's table. "Good morning stranger," Peony said. She was such a peppy morning person it was almost scary. "I did not see you here last night, did you just arrive?" Peony waiting for Gwenneth to answer. __________________ "Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain

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05-07-2004, 09:56 AM	#1
Maeggaladiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: The end of the world as we know it. I feel fine, incidentally. Posts: 500	Eleniel blinked in suprise. This Brendan was running from something. What? she wondered. Regaining composure, she smiled and shook his hand. "Pleased to meet you, Master Brendan," she said. "I am here on business. I am a merchant, and I travel Middle Earth to gather merchandise from foriegn artisans to sell." She reached down to scratch her dog's ears, but remembered that the beast was in the stables. "Excuse me," she said with an embarrased laugh. "I usually am accompanied by a dog named Arrow, but he is in the stables at the moment. I guess I'm used to having him around. He was hit by a carriage yesterday evening, and he is being healed by that woman over there." She nodded towards the elven woman Elkamia, talking with a group of friends. "But what of you, Master Gird? What brings you here?" __________________ "Wide ne bith wel," cwaeth se the geheirde on helle hriman.

05-07-2004, 12:20 PM	#5
starkat Wight Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Cair Paravel during the Golden Age of Narnia Posts: 146	Riding up to the stables, a young women cloaked in grey and wearing dark blue and dark green, dismounts from her horse. Leaving her horse at the stables, she heads over to the inn. Stepping into the main room and removing her hood, Gwenneth looks around the room. Tall, slender, and with long black hair, the elf maid looks around for the innkeeper. Being uncertain of where to look, Gwenneth sees an empty table near a wall. Heading over to the table she smiles at the others in the room.

05-07-2004, 02:31 PM	#6
Firefoot Illusionary Holbytla Join Date: Dec 2003 Posts: 7,547	Lily, though she would be embarrased to admit it to any but herself, was getting bored of cleaning up. She also felt somewhat stifled for having been indoors for so long except for her brief sojourn out to the stables last night. She decided to go for a ride. After all, that is what I came to the Shire for in the first place, right? To explore new places? she thought. I don't really know anyone in here right now anyway. She leaned the broom she was using back up against the wall and headed for the door. Once outside, Lily broke into a jog and then a run. It felt so good to stretch her legs! She couldn't see anyone nearby, and even so she really didn't care what people would think if they saw her. It was only a short way to the stables, so Lily wasn't even winded. Many of the horses still looked drowsy, but her pony Clover stamped his foot impatiently as if to say, "What took you so long?" Lily pulled an apple out of her pocket to give him, which he munched happily. "Just a short ride today. I'll be right back," Lily assured him. Now, where to find my saddle, she wondered. She wandered up the aisle, looking around for any sign of where her riding gear might be. Ah, there!, Lily realized with a smile. It was a small room with the door slightly ajar. Inside she could see some saddles. She slipped in and found her saddle and bridle easily enough, and walked back to Clover's stall. She saddled him up for the ride and led him outside. Lily mounted. "Ready, boy?" Clover shook his head, eager to go. Lily urged him into a canter and pointed him at a low fence, and was gone, off to explore the Shire.

05-07-2004, 03:50 PM	#8
starkat Wight Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Cair Paravel during the Golden Age of Narnia Posts: 146	Gwenneth smiled at Peony. "Mae govannen. Yes, I just arrived in town. I rode in this morning." Gesturing for Peony to sit, Gwenneth pulled her hair from her face and tied it back. "Who do I need to see about getting a room and stabling my horse, Elenath?" Waving her hand around at the room she asked, "What went on last night? It looks like a party of some kind. Is there anything I can do to help?"