The Green Dragon Inn - Part 10 - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Archsage Isaac · 04-24-2004, 07:34 PM

"I think Arrow would appreciate the contents of that vial." Eleniel told Isaac as he layed Aarow on the blanket. "Sorry, I'm not making much sense right now. I'm just... overwhelmed."

Isaac gave a slight laugh when Eleniel laughed. He removed the top from the vial and began to speak to Aarow. "Come on, open your mouth, Aarow." he coaxed. After repeating this several times, Aarow lifted his head and opened his mouth. Isaac poured the contents down Aarow's throat quickly so that Aarow could rest again. "There. It will take a few moments for the syrum to take effect, but as I said it will numb his body."

Isaac stood from his crouched position and walked to the back of the stables. Finding the mare that Elkamia had spoken of, Isaac grabbed the saddlebags and walked back to the stall Aarow had been placed in. "Here you are, Elkamia." said Isaac, offering the saddlebags to the elf.

Memory of Trees · 04-24-2004, 08:16 PM

Kyria was a little startled when Elkamia jumped up from the table. "Excuse me," she called over her shoulder as she hurried away. It seemed as if a dog had somehow been injured, and the elf maiden believed she could help. Kyria, while sorry for the animal, decided to stay out of the way.

I don't heal, she thought. She grimaced as the thought pained her. No, I can't heal. But she didn't want to dwell on the thought. Not tonight, when the stars shine so brightly, and she should be happy. Still...

Kyria pushed away from the table. "Please excuse me, also," she said, rising and nodding to her new-found friend. "I have some unfinished business that would require my attention now. Thank you for your company, Tiruviel. It is always good to see a friendly face when you are a stranger in a strange place. I hope we shall see each other again. Soon! I should like to talk of many things." She stopped, and smiled. Then Kyria was gone, stealing across the room like a silent white shadow.

He was coming.

She must be ready.

nynnd1 · 04-25-2004, 05:49 AM

Bredan walked into the room that Miss Aman had given him, and she was right, the view was amazing. He had expected the shire to be nice from what he had taken from the stories, but he was not ready for the feeling that the place gave you, he really felt home. He had always listened to stories when he was a child, but his favourites were of the adventures of Frodo nine fingers and Sam the brave, Sam was his favourite of all the hobbits. Bredan had decided to study Hobbits, though study was completely the wrong word, he had more of a fascination of the race, he was amazed how Hobbits could live in what seemed to him to be a peaceful quiet land then suddenly they were fighting orcs and saving the world, Bredan had always wanted to know more about them. That was the reason he had decided to make for the Shire when he had to leave Gondor, he had not wanted to leave but he had no other choice that he could see, Bredan of Gondor had not been ready to leave.

"I wasn't ready to meet miss Aman as well,” Bredan thought out loud.

His thoughts then went to that strange Snaveling he did not like the look, or reputation that he seemed to have. Nobody seems to like him and they cannot be blamed for what I have seen already, confrontation was not what he wanted at all though, so he tried to forget that thought, but he seemed to trouble Miss Aman, and disturb this peaceful place, both were traits that Bredan did not like.

He heard a noise coming towards his room and drew his sword, it was better to be safe and someone might be chasing him from home, but where was home for Bredan, not sure if he could still call himself Bredan of Gondor or if Bredan of Middle Earth would more suit his current status. His sword shook in his hand, he had no cause to use it since he had been attacked by the men who had took his horse.

"Is there anything you want sir?"

It was Aman's voice, and Bredan was relieved, he wanted to spill out all his troubles and tell her why he was here and what he was running from, but it was not appropriate. He also had a strong temptation to ask about that Snaveling fellow but he thought that perhaps it would be better to ask someone else from the area, as he could not guess at what the connection was between snaveling and the lovely Aman.

"No, I am ok for the moment my lady, I thank you again and if there is anything I can do for you? I am here."

04-24-2004, 07:34 PM	#1
Archsage Isaac Animated Skeleton Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: I am alone now, just like I will be forever Posts: 36	"I think Arrow would appreciate the contents of that vial." Eleniel told Isaac as he layed Aarow on the blanket. "Sorry, I'm not making much sense right now. I'm just... overwhelmed." Isaac gave a slight laugh when Eleniel laughed. He removed the top from the vial and began to speak to Aarow. "Come on, open your mouth, Aarow." he coaxed. After repeating this several times, Aarow lifted his head and opened his mouth. Isaac poured the contents down Aarow's throat quickly so that Aarow could rest again. "There. It will take a few moments for the syrum to take effect, but as I said it will numb his body." Isaac stood from his crouched position and walked to the back of the stables. Finding the mare that Elkamia had spoken of, Isaac grabbed the saddlebags and walked back to the stall Aarow had been placed in. "Here you are, Elkamia." said Isaac, offering the saddlebags to the elf. __________________ The phrase of the day is: "Winky-Blinky, the one-eyed sargeant's firing blanks, if you get me..." actually, that's the phrase of the month!

04-24-2004, 08:16 PM	#2
Memory of Trees Haunting Spirit Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Here! Over here!!! Behind that rock. Yes, that is I... Posts: 84	Kyria was a little startled when Elkamia jumped up from the table. "Excuse me," she called over her shoulder as she hurried away. It seemed as if a dog had somehow been injured, and the elf maiden believed she could help. Kyria, while sorry for the animal, decided to stay out of the way. I don't heal, she thought. She grimaced as the thought pained her. No, I can't heal. But she didn't want to dwell on the thought. Not tonight, when the stars shine so brightly, and she should be happy. Still... Kyria pushed away from the table. "Please excuse me, also," she said, rising and nodding to her new-found friend. "I have some unfinished business that would require my attention now. Thank you for your company, Tiruviel. It is always good to see a friendly face when you are a stranger in a strange place. I hope we shall see each other again. Soon! I should like to talk of many things." She stopped, and smiled. Then Kyria was gone, stealing across the room like a silent white shadow. He was coming. She must be ready. __________________ .~Mem~. "This is work, not Super-Happy-Fun time!"

04-25-2004, 05:49 AM	#3
nynnd1 Haunting Spirit Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: england Posts: 64	Bredan walked into the room that Miss Aman had given him, and she was right, the view was amazing. He had expected the shire to be nice from what he had taken from the stories, but he was not ready for the feeling that the place gave you, he really felt home. He had always listened to stories when he was a child, but his favourites were of the adventures of Frodo nine fingers and Sam the brave, Sam was his favourite of all the hobbits. Bredan had decided to study Hobbits, though study was completely the wrong word, he had more of a fascination of the race, he was amazed how Hobbits could live in what seemed to him to be a peaceful quiet land then suddenly they were fighting orcs and saving the world, Bredan had always wanted to know more about them. That was the reason he had decided to make for the Shire when he had to leave Gondor, he had not wanted to leave but he had no other choice that he could see, Bredan of Gondor had not been ready to leave. "I wasn't ready to meet miss Aman as well,” Bredan thought out loud. His thoughts then went to that strange Snaveling he did not like the look, or reputation that he seemed to have. Nobody seems to like him and they cannot be blamed for what I have seen already, confrontation was not what he wanted at all though, so he tried to forget that thought, but he seemed to trouble Miss Aman, and disturb this peaceful place, both were traits that Bredan did not like. He heard a noise coming towards his room and drew his sword, it was better to be safe and someone might be chasing him from home, but where was home for Bredan, not sure if he could still call himself Bredan of Gondor or if Bredan of Middle Earth would more suit his current status. His sword shook in his hand, he had no cause to use it since he had been attacked by the men who had took his horse. "Is there anything you want sir?" It was Aman's voice, and Bredan was relieved, he wanted to spill out all his troubles and tell her why he was here and what he was running from, but it was not appropriate. He also had a strong temptation to ask about that Snaveling fellow but he thought that perhaps it would be better to ask someone else from the area, as he could not guess at what the connection was between snaveling and the lovely Aman. "No, I am ok for the moment my lady, I thank you again and if there is anything I can do for you? I am here." Last edited by nynnd1; 04-26-2004 at 07:43 AM.