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Messenger of Hope
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
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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. ![]() -- Foley
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Wight
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: The Bird and Baby
Posts: 109
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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.
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But the place that draws me ever/When my fancy's running wild,/Is a little pub in Oxford/Called The Eagle and the Child . . . |
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Quill Revenant
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Wandering through the Downs.....
Posts: 849
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That sounds fine to me, Noinkling!
Looking forward to your post for him - wondering what sort of clue Mungo might reveal.
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Wight
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: The Bird and Baby
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Okay, here is the rather unsavory fellow!
--------------------------- 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. ________ LINKED ~*~ Pio
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But the place that draws me ever/When my fancy's running wild,/Is a little pub in Oxford/Called The Eagle and the Child . . . Last edited by piosenniel; 07-19-2008 at 12:19 PM. |
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Quill Revenant
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: Wandering through the Downs.....
Posts: 849
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Nice, Noinkling!
I like that he has a nickname.
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Wight
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: The Bird and Baby
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Thanks!! I'll try to have a post up for him in a few hours.
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Wight
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: The Bird and Baby
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Well there it is.
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But the place that draws me ever/When my fancy's running wild,/Is a little pub in Oxford/Called The Eagle and the Child . . . |
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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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! |
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Everlasting Whiteness
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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?
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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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.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
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Hey, we're moving again!!! Hurrah!!!!
So, I see Granny Greenhill has called for a search party. Would you like me to write that one's been gathered up and gone out? I have a selfish reason for this - it will take some time for Will to get the where the postman is and then for them to come back. I was hoping we could move time forward in a bit to say late afternoon. Would that be okay?
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Mar 2005
Posts: 400
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Sounds good to me, Arry.
If you write the gathering of the posse, I can move time along using Rowan and Prim. They've found something, by the way; I was just waiting for the opportune moment to bring it in. Before time does move ahead - Folwren, do you want to jump in at all? & Mithalwen and Kath - do you want to write something, too? & yay!!! from me, too - that we're moving once again.
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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: ...the mirk and midnight hour
Posts: 23
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I'd like to do one more post for Tavaro while he's sitting with Miribelle.
I'll try to get it done later this evening. Thanks!
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