Golden Perch Discussion Thread

[Folwren]

Okay, chaps. I be back and have no idea what I missed. Will someone fill me in briefly? Who's here, what's happening, where's Dick?

[Rose]

Folwren

Hmmm, well........

I think we've decided that time has moved forward a bit. It was rather vague, but enough to get us past the whole episode with the wolves.

At the top of the present page on the Inn game thread it's mid morning. Rowan and Prim got up late and discovered Cook is missing - vanished. Breakfast was more or less thrown together and served buffet style in the common room. Everyone at the Inn has been throwing out ideas about what might have happened to Cook. Most of which have no basis in reality.

Granny Greenhill (my character) has come to the Inn - she had the Shiriff sent for and suggested Will be sent to fetch back Hugh, the postman, since Rowan recalled that she'd seen Cook reading a fat letter Hugh delivered the previous day and Cook seemed to have reacted badly to what was in the letter.

So, Will's off to find Hugh (who, it's been decided, will most likely be found at Gardenia's Boffin's place northwest of Stock).

Hithadan, the ranger, has spied a suspicious Hobbit (Mungo Brandybuck) trying to sneak out of the Inn and calls for him to be held. Granny lays the fellow low and some unidentified fellows in the Inn drag him up to face the shiriff and the ranger.

None of us players know whether or not Mungo knows anything of importance, but someone can maybe make up something he's seen or heard on his nefarious nocturnal dealings on the night Cook disappeared. Whatever we find out from him, we can head off in that direction with the game.

Rowan and Prim have gone off to Cook's room to see if they can find any sort of clue.

There is also an Elf, Tavaro, who couldn't sleep during the night and was out wandering about. Maybe he will bring up something he recalls while he was out walking.

I don't think anyone has mentioned the Innkeeper. So I suppose you can just jump in as you want once you've read through the posts.

So, who's here: Envinyatar (Hithadan); Arry (Will); Undome (Rowan and Prim, now a sort of NPC); Lilly (Gardenia Boffin, Hugh Mossytoes the postman); Tam Lin (Tavaro the elf); Tiffany Aching (Miribelle Rushybanks); & me (Granny Greenhill). The Shiriff, Rusty Smallburrow, is a character I think Pio said we could all use now as long we make ourselves familiar with his original bio.

And, oh yes, I think Mithalwen has said she and Kath are going to pop back in at some point.

Hope that helps!

[Mithalwen]

Yes I will return shortly if I survive tomorrow - Iwas going to post last night but was constantly distracted and tomorrow I am doing a charity sea swim and may well be dead given my inadequate preparation and poor weather and consequent low water temperature... So DVWP you will get our return on Monday.

[Folwren]

Thanks so much for the indepth catching up post, Rose.

No one's playing the questionable Mungo? Who introduced him? Should I pick him up and play him, or is he simply a NPC for everyone who wishes?

With your outline, I'll read quickly through the posts and maybe post this weekend.

I'll be looking forward to your returning, Mith. Hope the swimming goes well. I've swam in cold water before. It can be fun, depending on if you want to prove something, or miserable, if you just want to be comfortable. Good luck.

-- Foley

[Noinkling]

Since my Dwarves have departed the scene, how about I pick up the character of Mungo Brandybuck?

I know that Envinyatar introduced him, primarily as a little short term plot device from what I can see. If it's alright with you Envinyatar, I'll take him on.

[Envinyatar]

That sounds fine to me, Noinkling!

Looking forward to your post for him - wondering what sort of clue Mungo might reveal.

[Noinkling]

Okay, here is the rather unsavory fellow!

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NAME: Mungo "Hitch" Brandybuck

AGE: 58

RACE: Hobbit: Fallohide for the most part with a definite strain of Stoor

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: 2 knives – a sharp little hunting knife, the other a more slender knife handy for filleting or quickly slitting the throats of hapless chickens, a sling with various sizes of stones in several patches; a small oaken club that hangs from a leather thong at his belt.

APPEARANCE: Short, about 2’ 9”, and very slender – wiry, much like a weasel. Blond hair which always appears rather dirty and greasy, and is usually stuffed under an old dark green checked cap. Dark brown tattered cloak worn over a much unlaundered tunic and breeches. He is a grubby looking fellow, shifty eyed. He has a slight limp in his right leg, the result of an old broken ankle, gotten in a fall from a tree he was trying to hide out in - his noticeable gait has earned him the nickname "Hitch".

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Mungo is the sort of fellow who always looks out for himself first. He figures most others are somehow out to “get” him – cheat him or blame him for something. And to be honest he is often to blame for many of the small burglaries about the area – poaching fish and small game from others’ traps, chicken and egg stealing, the occasional small pig, honey, pies, vegetables, mushrooms, whatever comes to his attention and need. He shares the characteristics common to many Hobbits: long skillful fingers; excellent hearing and sharp eyesight; the ability to disappear swiftly and silently. Mungo is not a neat fellow; he rarely bathes or washes his clothes. Needless to say he is fairly aromatic.

He is not a likeable fellow, but is tolerated because he’s related to the Brandybucks through his father’s side of the family.

HISTORY: His family was respectable enough – owned a small holding and a modest dwelling. His father worked hard with his sheep and pigs; his mother took care of the family and supplemented their wellbeing with her large vegetable garden, her chickens, and her bee hives. He is the middle son of five boys. His brothers have all gone on to be respectable little farmers with nice families. Mungo’s choices took him in the opposite direction. He couldn’t understand why someone would want to work so hard at their livelihood when most of life’s needs were handy for the taking if only one knew where to look. He likes living rough for the most part; holes up where he can for the winter months. Travels a lot; is somewhat fonder of the area around Bree where the Big Folk tend to mind their own business and not dig into his; and where he can take the occasional odd job when he needs to lie low from his “other” means of livelihood.

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LINKED ~*~ Pio

[Mithalwen]

Originally Posted by Folwren

I'll be looking forward to your returning, Mith. Hope the swimming goes well. I've swam in cold water before. It can be fun, depending on if you want to prove something, or miserable, if you just want to be comfortable. Good luck.

-- Foley

Well I finished - despite an agonising bout of cramp about a quarter mile or so from home. Fortunately I had drifted back into my depth and was able to flex my foot against the bottom til it eased else I would have had to give in. For once it was useful being tall. All the serious triathlete types wore wetsuits but having been born and raised within sound of the sea and having learnt to swim in it that seems to be cheating to me... but then I remember the summers being warmer when I was a child though that is probably just the effect of age on the memory!

Anyway I shall pick an opportune moment to return - don't want to disrupt the cross examination!

[Kath]

Hey Mith, my PM's are messing up a bit - or, more accurately, my computer is by not letting me delete any of them which means a full account which means I can't PM you back - so can we discuss in here until my dear sweet laptop decides to behave again?

[Mithalwen]

Sorry Kath, I haven't had much online time this week - basically I intend to get the twins back to the point we got to before we were stymied - ie at the inn and not really talking to each other. I will fudge the time thang and have had them had under such close supervision in the time since their being recaptured (!) that they have had little opportunity or inclination to make peace.

Since you presumably won't be able to post (much?) while you are in furrin parts, I will concentrate on Mithalwen and send the twins off on separate errands which need not be actually played out so we can resume where we left off with them when you get back. Hope that will be ok.