A Downer Dinner Party

[narfforc]

Well thanks a lot, remind me never to invite you lot to my Maggoty Bread Feast.

[the phantom]

I believe I was supposed to host this little party last June, but a busy summer drove it from my mind. My apologies to the guest of honor...

...Feanor of the Peredhil!

This dinner party is to congratulate her for getting through high school without going insane and to wish her luck as she begins her quest for a degree.

Fea is the guest of honor, so she will, of course, occupy the space at the head of the table, and also determine what food will be served. I have hired an army of chefs and they are prepared to make anything from cheeseburgers, to sushi, to ice cream (or even Ray-min- oops, I mean Rah-men noodles ).

Since she is an artist, I thought it would be appropriate to invite one of Middle-Earth's greatest craftsmen- Celebrimbor. He will be seated to her left.

The person I have selected to sit to her right is none other than the greatest craftsman ever to live, her namesake- Feanor!

I'm sure her conversations with Feanor and his grandson will help lift her artistry to a new level.

Next to Celebrimbor will be Fordim. Indiana Jones is one of Fea's biggest heroes, and as everyone knows, Fordim is in truth Indiana Jones.

Encaitare will be seated across from him. I'm sure Fea would want her fellow New Yorker and long lost sister near her end of the table.

But who else should I invite? Well, perhaps first I should ask, what sort of fun are we going to have at the party?

Well, a group of people + Fea + the phantom = a game of WEREWOLF!!!

So, following that line of thinking, it seems appropriate to invite Draugluin and Carcharoth, who, I am told, make excellent wolves.

Aragorn would be invited (in case we need a ranger) and also, Malbeth, who is particularly effective when he happens to get the role of "seer".

To fill out the table, I invited a couple of my (and Fea's) favorite Barrow-Downs Werewolf players, SPM and Eomer.

Ah yes- it will be a grand party.

(good luck this year, Fea, I know you'll have fun- just try and keep up with your work at the same time , and if anyone gives you trouble just tell them you're friends with the phantom)

[Nilpaurion Felagund]

I should like to throw a dinner party!

The party would probably be set in the Laurelin Hall of Tirion, as no lesser chamber would do. So I would have to get special permission from the Valar to allow my mortal guests to stay in the Blessed Realm for a day.

With that done, it’s time to send out invitations. But I forgot! Finrod and Amarië are currently on the shores of the Outer Sea! Who would come?

Of course, your host, Nilpaurion Felagund, would be there, sitting at the head of the table.

On my left side would be Lhunardawen, my sister. She would be putting eyeliner on her brother, my cousin, and a good family friend, Eomer of the Rohirrim.

Across from them would be seated the dear Princess Kath, discussing Quenya with the guy who be short, a recently-crowned Prince--ooh, what a coincidence!

Beside them would be seated NightKnight, who has recently returned to the barrows cold. He would be merrily trading Middle-earth questions with Firefoot, a fellow Quizzer, who would be seated from across him. Two sharp minds in one place—I’ll never be able to get a thread now.

Suddenly the entire table bursts into laughter, because Oddwen had told one of her crazy stories about hamsters in Rivendell—or was it rabbits? Enedwaith across from her would be Meneltarmacil, a fellow New Movie Script writer, who couldn’t wait for gift-giving time, probably because he has a two-ton rock or some other hurtful thing inside that box. Just try!

Seated at the end of the table would be my grandfather Finarfin, because we would need a figure of authority to keep this party from turning into something that would wake up the sleeping neighbours. Besides he owes me a lot of presents.

Repast would be a fusion of the Elvish and the Hobbitish, to satisfy both the sublime and the ravenous. Limpë and lembas—grandma Eärwen has this very good recipe for chocolate-flavoured ones--, mushroom and bacon, and lots and lots of fruits and cheeses.

[The Perky Ent]

A party, eh? Mind if I crash? As an immortal ent, I think i'll take a little trip to Tirion. I'll take my usual seat


I'll even bring some of my "special" water. Don't worry. Your eyes are suppost to do that after you drink it!

[Nilpaurion Felagund]

I forgot you in this one! You see, I had this list for quite a while before your return, and I just managed to post it now.

Maybe I'll throw another party, when mum and dad comes back from their holiday by the sea. There are some more people I would like to invite.

[The Perky Ent]

yeah...i'm sure.


S'ok with me. I got lots of tea of food to keep me company here in Tirion. I think Lorien knows where the entwives are. Plus, I'll probably start another entmoot. That should hold for about....three years?

And if all else fails...the force- i mean ....ent drought will be with me. Always

[Child of the 7th Age]

And to finish it off, Encaitare and Child of the Seventh Age, both of whom are recorded as having not liked the movie whatsoever. Mwahahaha. *evil smilie*.

Ooh, Feanor, this is months old but I missed it on the first go round. That is absolutely cruel! I can't think of a worse way to spend an evening than watching that blasted cartoon of RotK. My only consolation is that Encaitare will be suffering along with me.