Golden Perch Discussion Thread

[Folwren]

Originally Posted by Galadriel55

Foley, I have a question. On the previous page in the game thread, there was a completely different story going on. What happened to Idhreniel, Mithalwen, Amadi, and the others? Are they still in the inn?

Hi, Galadriel. No, I believe that I started a new day and the only customer I had in the inn was the old gaffer who's name escapes me. Since then, all the characters in the inn have players currently up to date.

Looks like Mith already got you the answer, just thought I'd confirm it.

[Bom Tombadillo]

I apologize for my infrequent posting - I'm working on one as I type (not this one, of course! That's a given anyway.) and you can expect my posting to become more regular and frequent around Tuesday.

Galadriel: No plans to apply the tome to anybody's head juuuust yet. I do hope you don't terribly mind my riling your character up, since that's my current goal (completely accidentally on my character's part, with malice aforethought on mine) - and feel free to do the same the other way around.

[Galadriel55]

Oh yes, Al will be riled up nice and proper! *Serves him right.*
I'll work on what exactly he'd be annoyed most about and what will he'll brag about.

[Galadriel55]

Bom: Al replied to Hamwill. He's furious! I didn't get to the bragging yet, though; that'll be in the next post. Beware: when that happens you'll have to read through a novel of Al's family's doings - and not a bit of what Hamwill probably wants to hear. Oh, and you'll also hear a lot of stories about Al himself, but I won't spoil it for you.

And you can do whatever you want to Al. The more offhand it will be, the madder he'll become.

[Mithalwen]

Foley, what sort of time of day is it at the moment.... they were serving bacon not so long ago and while I am not sure there is a wrong time for a bacon sandwich, does that mean it is still morning?

[Folwren]

Mith, I'm imagining around 10 or so by now. Maybe a bit later. Definitely time for second breakfast and nearing on elevenses or an early lunch.

[Mithalwen]

Perfect here are old school bios (it helps me if noone else) for my new characters and I will get on with a first post.



NAME: Elintiriel (“Elin”)

AGE: 26

RACE: Men(!) of Gondor.

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: Has a long knife but not usually worn.
APPEARANCE: 5”11. Grey eyes, long dark hair that would be the curly side of wavy if not restrained. Usually worn pinned up. These days usually wears grey and no adornment save her wedding ring. Her clothes are good quality but not new and hang in a way that indicate that she has not always been as thin as she is now. Overall though she bears no real marks of age she has prematurely lost the bloom of youth.
PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Now liable to seem tense, anxious and defensive but it has not always been so - Losing her home and husband has made her thus. Previously she had been a merry intelligent child who grew into a lively and largely contented young woman. Although trained as a girl in the various accomplishments deemed appropriate for a young woman she has greatest interest and skill at the herblore she learnt from her grandmother as a child.

HISTORY: Born at Edhellond the child of a swan-knight and what her father’s snootier relations liked to term a farmer’s daughter - though in fact her grandsire was a minor landowner of as good Numenorean stock as they. Having lost her parents quite young Elin and her younger brother Eardil were raised by her mother’s kin and had enjoyed a quiet country upbringing, until her father’s family pulled rank and summoned them to Dol Amroth aiming to turn Elin into an elegant lady fit for an advantageous match, and her brother in due course into a Knight. They had limited success with Elin who despite attending at times the royal ladies of Belfalas was never really suited to the formal and restrained life at court. Her father’s family might have regarded her marriage to a Ranger of Ithilien at nineteen as a step down but she was as happy with her husband, Anborn, and later also her daughter Angharad,as it was possible to be under the growing shadow of Mordor. That is until they were forced to flee to Minas Tirith when Mount Doom once more burst into flame. Anborn was lost later during a skirmish with servants of the enemy in his former homeland. Though his body was not recovered, none of his raiding party were in any doubt that he had died. Elin had tarried a year in Minas Tirith hoping against hope until her uncle issued the sort of invitation to return to Dol Amroth that brooked no refusal.
She and her daughter were due to take a ship that would take them there but there was a second ship a swift ship that would take her further north without breaking the voyage at Belfalas. A ship that might take her to a place where she feels safe and can give her daughter the simple country childhood she had herself for a while.

And so she has recently arrived at Mithlond and been harboured by the elf, Mithalwen.

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NAME: Angharad (“Annie”)

AGE: 4 and three quarters... such things are important when you are four...

RACE: Men of Gondor

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: Only the usual childish ones of emotional blackmail and sensing parental weaks spots. She does almost always carry a one eared and generally rather battered toy rabbit made of felt, somewhat incongruously named Isildur.

APPEARANCE: Black wavy hair cut at shoulder length, pale skin and cornflower blue eyes . From a growth chart it seems like a nearly five year old of tall parents would be 3”8 – so on a par with a full grown hobbit! Her mother likes to dress her in blue to complement her eyes but her travelling cloak is grey.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Still being formed but a determined temperament is is manifesting itself. While there are increasing clashes of will between Angharad and her mother she gets anxious if separated from her never quite trusting that the promise of swift return will be fulfilled. At her best, can be endearing.

HISTORY: Daughter of Elintirieland Anborn. She was born in Ithilien but was two when Mount Doom erupted into flame and that land was abandoned. Thereafter as Elin.

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LINKED ~*~ Pio