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

Farael · 12-22-2005, 07:06 PM

"I heard that Teluyaviel. Your last comment I mean. Before that I would swear that you were listening to your brother although I could not hear anything. I shall not ask what goes on between siblings, I will not ask what his cruel words were." Farael smiled at Telu politely " But I will answer for what concerns me. I do not intend to run your life for you m'lady, but my kind cannot wait for ever to get what they want. Sometimes we must refrain our impulses yet I saw no harm in my little... trick. What I wanted m'lady is far from what your brother seems to think, for I know our kinds are different and only the great of my kind can aspire to a fair lady such as yourself..." He let his words drift off, as he was lost in thought

"But I was looking for something much more..." Farael struggled to find the right word "possible, perhaps? I have admired your beautiful face, I have heard your soft, melodious voice and I have had the privilege of having a little, quiet conversation with you for some time. I am honoured indeed that you have chosen me to keep you company yet, greedy as only men can be, I was also hoping to see you smile." He took yet another pause as he needed to get his thoughts in order

"I might have overstepped my boundaries, but I thought it would do no harm. Still, I shall buy you a glass of wine and maybe then you and your brother shall forgive me." Said Farael, while holding the door open for Teluyaviel.

Eomer of the Rohirrim · 12-23-2005, 08:41 AM

Ciro started cleaning his fingernails, and not only because they were rather dirty. He needed to focus his mind on something and, more importantly, keep his head down. Ciro was of a nervous disposition, and too much eye contact with anyone else could be a bad idea at this time. He was all too aware of a young girl at a far table eagerly trying to catch his eye.

Ciro braced himself. He knew, of course, that he would have to interact with other people but he could not convince himself that he was ready for such activity. He did not trust himself. Not only that, he did not trust the orchestrator of this scenario. Who had placed him here? Who was on his side? How could he accomplish his goal when all was unsure?

He sighed deeply and swept his hair back from his face. He glanced at the girl who was now offering him a funny smile. Ciro guessed she had had a few too many ales, so he smiled back at her. She seemed safe enough, and, if nothing else, he could probably amuse her sufficiently to win a much-needed drink.

Koobdooga · 12-23-2005, 10:51 AM

Ciro is sent an invitation to join the Dwarves and Penn

Ibun chuckled at the young woman’s declaration. ‘Come on Master Dwarves I think I am up on you!’ He topped off her mug and shook his head. ‘Nay, Miss! Fror and I have been at it steadily since breakfast this day. You’ve many more you’ll need to down before you’re even caught up to us!’ He took long pull at his own cup to emphasize his point.

‘Do you know that fellow that’s just come in?’ he asked, noting her gaze toward the man with the blue eyes. ‘Looks a little road worn, I think. Perhaps we should invite him over. Be interesting to hear what brings him to Bywater. What do you say?’

One of the Hobbit servers was hailed with instructions to ask the ‘man over there’ if he’d like to join them at their table. ‘And bring us back a basket of bread and cheese if you will,’ he asked. ‘And maybe a plate of sliced ham with that fine Dragon mustard. We'll be needing something to sop us all this good ale in our bellies!’

Ibun fetched out his pouch of pipe weed and fished about in one of his vests inner pockets. ‘Here, Penn,’ he said, drawing out a smoke stained clay pipe. ‘Here’s an extra one I have, if you don’t mind it being well used. Not the prettiest one to look at, but it draws well.’ He offered the pouch and pipe to her.

Valier · 12-23-2005, 01:15 PM

Penn refilled her pipe with weed and took a long pull,again blowing smoke rings at the ceiling.She enjoyed smoking and was fast to make a game of it,trying to reach all the rings all the way to the ceiling.This seemed to relax and distract her for a few moments.

Penn had asked the Dwarves to a wager in hopes of making a few freinds,she really did not expect to win and now she was feeling a little giddy.Not wanting the Dwarves to think her a silly ,drunk girl,she again took a sip of her ale,but with a more stoic posture.Ibun had seen her glances towards the strange man.He invited him over and ordered some food.

Penn was a little disappointed for Men often thought her silly,and paid her no heed.Indeed this stranger with the piercing blue eyes, would no doubt probably think the same of her.

Frowning Penn again preoccupied herself with smoking,dreading the man's approach, after the broken mug and the loud laughing what else would he think?

Undómë · 12-24-2005, 01:36 PM

‘My brother, I think, will not forgive you, Farael. And, in truth, I will be lucky if I am forgiven.’ Telu started up the steps to the Inn’s door, shrugging her shoulders slightly as if to shake off unpleasant thoughts.

‘Pardon us, lady!’ The door banged open and two Hobbit men came through bearing a large table between them. When she looked at them, surprised, the one at the back grinned and nodded toward the front lawn. ‘Going to be a party tonight, Miss. Food and drink and music and dancing! Just setting up for it.’ They hurried past her and down to the grass where a short argument ensued. ‘She told us to put it over there, Minto!’ the one in the back said. ‘Oh, that she did,’ the one in front returned, pulling his companion along. ‘But I’m thinking it’ll do better over there by those bushes.’

‘A party, Farael!’ Telu leaned on the railing of the porch and watched the Hobbits maneuver the table into position. ‘Perhaps our stars are lucky today . . . perhaps this is one of your “possibilities”.’ She turned and regarded him thoughtfully. This might be one of her last pleasant memories of Middle-earth, she thought. That is, if Tindo had not had a change of heart and allowed her to stay a little longer. A light flush tinged the fine bones of her cheeks. And she managed a smile at the boldness of her request. ‘You’ll be free, won’t you? I should like to go with you to this . . . party.’

Her courage seemed to flee her. She could just hear her brother saying she was ‘reckless’, once again. And what would Farael think of her request? She had only known him for a little while. She had no rights to make demands upon him and his time. The fingers of one hand rested lightly on his forearm. ‘That is, if you are going . . . would you mind my tagging along, too? I promise, I won’t be in your way.’

Farael · 12-25-2005, 02:15 AM

Farael smiled "not on my way, you say? well, I would be more than glad if you would accept going to the party with me rather than just 'tagging along'. And rather than not being in my way would you mind, eh..." It was his turn to blush now "well, I have learned many things in my short life but I eh... I never learned to dance"

He did not dare to ask the question as such, but he left it to Telu to decide if she would like to teach him how to dance or not. "In the mean time, do you think it is fair for them halflings to do all the work? I think it would only be fair that we helped them if we want to join the party as well!" He said as he walked inside to look for the Innkeeper and ask her where he could help.

piosenniel · 12-25-2005, 03:15 PM

~*~ Announcement ~*~

You are all invited to post in The Yule Log in Rohan. Just read Bêthberry’s introductory post and join in at The Green Man Free House for the next few weeks.

Come share a story of ghosties, and ghoulies, and sharp toothed goblins for the days of the Winter’s Yule while the fire burns bright and warm and the drink flows freely.

~*~ Pio

12-23-2005, 01:15 PM	#4
Valier Twisted Taleswapper Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: somewhere between sanity and insanity Posts: 1,706	Penn refilled her pipe with weed and took a long pull,again blowing smoke rings at the ceiling.She enjoyed smoking and was fast to make a game of it,trying to reach all the rings all the way to the ceiling.This seemed to relax and distract her for a few moments. Penn had asked the Dwarves to a wager in hopes of making a few freinds,she really did not expect to win and now she was feeling a little giddy.Not wanting the Dwarves to think her a silly ,drunk girl,she again took a sip of her ale,but with a more stoic posture.Ibun had seen her glances towards the strange man.He invited him over and ordered some food. Penn was a little disappointed for Men often thought her silly,and paid her no heed.Indeed this stranger with the piercing blue eyes, would no doubt probably think the same of her. Frowning Penn again preoccupied herself with smoking,dreading the man's approach, after the broken mug and the loud laughing what else would he think? __________________ grand return?........ Last edited by Valier; 12-23-2005 at 02:36 PM.

12-24-2005, 01:36 PM	#5
Undómë Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2005 Posts: 400	‘My brother, I think, will not forgive you, Farael. And, in truth, I will be lucky if I am forgiven.’ Telu started up the steps to the Inn’s door, shrugging her shoulders slightly as if to shake off unpleasant thoughts. ‘Pardon us, lady!’ The door banged open and two Hobbit men came through bearing a large table between them. When she looked at them, surprised, the one at the back grinned and nodded toward the front lawn. ‘Going to be a party tonight, Miss. Food and drink and music and dancing! Just setting up for it.’ They hurried past her and down to the grass where a short argument ensued. ‘She told us to put it over there, Minto!’ the one in the back said. ‘Oh, that she did,’ the one in front returned, pulling his companion along. ‘But I’m thinking it’ll do better over there by those bushes.’ ‘A party, Farael!’ Telu leaned on the railing of the porch and watched the Hobbits maneuver the table into position. ‘Perhaps our stars are lucky today . . . perhaps this is one of your “possibilities”.’ She turned and regarded him thoughtfully. This might be one of her last pleasant memories of Middle-earth, she thought. That is, if Tindo had not had a change of heart and allowed her to stay a little longer. A light flush tinged the fine bones of her cheeks. And she managed a smile at the boldness of her request. ‘You’ll be free, won’t you? I should like to go with you to this . . . party.’ Her courage seemed to flee her. She could just hear her brother saying she was ‘reckless’, once again. And what would Farael think of her request? She had only known him for a little while. She had no rights to make demands upon him and his time. The fingers of one hand rested lightly on his forearm. ‘That is, if you are going . . . would you mind my tagging along, too? I promise, I won’t be in your way.’ __________________ Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night . . .

12-25-2005, 03:15 PM	#7
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	*~~ Announcement ~~* You are all invited to post in The Yule Log in Rohan. Just read Bêthberry’s introductory post and join in at The Green Man Free House for the next few weeks. Come share a story of ghosties, and ghoulies, and sharp toothed goblins for the days of the Winter’s Yule while the fire burns bright and warm and the drink flows freely. ~*~ Pio __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

12-22-2005, 07:06 PM	#1
Farael Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment. Posts: 1,538	"I heard that Teluyaviel. Your last comment I mean. Before that I would swear that you were listening to your brother although I could not hear anything. I shall not ask what goes on between siblings, I will not ask what his cruel words were." Farael smiled at Telu politely " But I will answer for what concerns me. I do not intend to run your life for you m'lady, but my kind cannot wait for ever to get what they want. Sometimes we must refrain our impulses yet I saw no harm in my little... trick. What I wanted m'lady is far from what your brother seems to think, for I know our kinds are different and only the great of my kind can aspire to a fair lady such as yourself..." He let his words drift off, as he was lost in thought "But I was looking for something much more..." Farael struggled to find the right word "possible, perhaps? I have admired your beautiful face, I have heard your soft, melodious voice and I have had the privilege of having a little, quiet conversation with you for some time. I am honoured indeed that you have chosen me to keep you company yet, greedy as only men can be, I was also hoping to see you smile." He took yet another pause as he needed to get his thoughts in order "I might have overstepped my boundaries, but I thought it would do no harm. Still, I shall buy you a glass of wine and maybe then you and your brother shall forgive me." Said Farael, while holding the door open for Teluyaviel.

12-23-2005, 08:41 AM	#2
Eomer of the Rohirrim Auspicious Wraith Join Date: May 2002 Location: The Netherlands Posts: 4,859	Ciro started cleaning his fingernails, and not only because they were rather dirty. He needed to focus his mind on something and, more importantly, keep his head down. Ciro was of a nervous disposition, and too much eye contact with anyone else could be a bad idea at this time. He was all too aware of a young girl at a far table eagerly trying to catch his eye. Ciro braced himself. He knew, of course, that he would have to interact with other people but he could not convince himself that he was ready for such activity. He did not trust himself. Not only that, he did not trust the orchestrator of this scenario. Who had placed him here? Who was on his side? How could he accomplish his goal when all was unsure? He sighed deeply and swept his hair back from his face. He glanced at the girl who was now offering him a funny smile. Ciro guessed she had had a few too many ales, so he smiled back at her. She seemed safe enough, and, if nothing else, he could probably amuse her sufficiently to win a much-needed drink.

12-23-2005, 10:51 AM	#3
Koobdooga Animated Skeleton Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 33	Ciro is sent an invitation to join the Dwarves and Penn Ibun chuckled at the young woman’s declaration. ‘Come on Master Dwarves I think I am up on you!’ He topped off her mug and shook his head. ‘Nay, Miss! Fror and I have been at it steadily since breakfast this day. You’ve many more you’ll need to down before you’re even caught up to us!’ He took long pull at his own cup to emphasize his point. ‘Do you know that fellow that’s just come in?’ he asked, noting her gaze toward the man with the blue eyes. ‘Looks a little road worn, I think. Perhaps we should invite him over. Be interesting to hear what brings him to Bywater. What do you say?’ One of the Hobbit servers was hailed with instructions to ask the ‘man over there’ if he’d like to join them at their table. ‘And bring us back a basket of bread and cheese if you will,’ he asked. ‘And maybe a plate of sliced ham with that fine Dragon mustard. We'll be needing something to sop us all this good ale in our bellies!’ Ibun fetched out his pouch of pipe weed and fished about in one of his vests inner pockets. ‘Here, Penn,’ he said, drawing out a smoke stained clay pipe. ‘Here’s an extra one I have, if you don’t mind it being well used. Not the prettiest one to look at, but it draws well.’ He offered the pouch and pipe to her.

12-25-2005, 02:15 AM	#6
Farael Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Nov 2005 Location: In hospitals, call rooms and (rarely) my apartment. Posts: 1,538	Farael smiled "not on my way, you say? well, I would be more than glad if you would accept going to the party with me rather than just 'tagging along'. And rather than not being in my way would you mind, eh..." It was his turn to blush now "well, I have learned many things in my short life but I eh... I never learned to dance" He did not dare to ask the question as such, but he left it to Telu to decide if she would like to teach him how to dance or not. "In the mean time, do you think it is fair for them halflings to do all the work? I think it would only be fair that we helped them if we want to join the party as well!" He said as he walked inside to look for the Innkeeper and ask her where he could help.