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Post by Gelmir Elensar on Feb 14, 2004 16:03:34 GMT -5
" i Suppose Not" Gelmir finds him a bit to confident of himself as he downs his Ale
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 14, 2004 16:10:11 GMT -5
Fëanáro picked up his stuff and moved it to the fire and began to poke it with his sword he got bored and lay on the big chair and meditated.
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Post by Gelmir Elensar on Feb 14, 2004 16:13:39 GMT -5
Gelmir Watches this elf and decieds to do the same and starts to meditate
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 14, 2004 17:16:28 GMT -5
Fëanáro went and got himself a drink, he sat next to the fire as close as he could with his face close to the flickering flames, he loved fire, it was so facinating, he sat back in his chair and sighed, he wished he had somebody to talk to, somebody who would listen, he was a warrior, what was he thinking! He downed his ale and got another and snickered to himself "I'm going soft" he thought, he ought to be out adventuring, with that thought his grabbed his bow and blade and left, he was going hunting....
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Post by manwe on Feb 14, 2004 17:27:38 GMT -5
A lone Elven ranger walks in. He buys an ale and sits down in a dark corner. He lights his pipe and drinks some of his ale. He is silent.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 14, 2004 19:25:40 GMT -5
Fëanáro walks into the bar dragging what looks like a santa's sack but when it is opened it is not filled with childrens presants but dead birds, Fëanáro laughs and throws the sack on the ground and pours himself an ale, he notices an elf sitting alone, smoking his pipe so he pulls up a chair next to the elf, "Hey, not seen you around before, you going to be staying for long? Oh the names Fëanáro Mithrandír by the way." Fëanáro streches he hand out to the other elf hoping he will shake it otherwise Fëanáro would look like a right fool.
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Post by manwe on Feb 15, 2004 6:13:34 GMT -5
The elf extends his hand,stilll smoking his pipe. "The names Seregon. Im new around here. Arrived yesterday." He finishes his ale. "Want another?"
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Post by Galdor Nénharma on Feb 15, 2004 13:21:59 GMT -5
Galdor paused from his private conversation long enough to drink out of his mug, but found that it was empty. He excused himself from the ranger, and rummaged through the bar in search for some wine. Galdor found only some cheep wine, so he decided for some more ale. When he returned back to his table, he found his companion lightly snoring over a half empty cup. Galdor stat at another table close by and waited to se if the bartender would come, he would dislike not to pay his bill, even though it wasn’t the best he has drunk in the past century or two.
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Post by manwe on Feb 15, 2004 16:49:08 GMT -5
Seregon finished his ale and excused himself from Fëanáro and went to sit with Galdor. "I`m new in town. I`m Seregon, Want another ale?" Then he called Fëanáro over. "Lets enjoy the evening" Seregon said.
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Post by Gelmir Elensar on Feb 15, 2004 17:28:13 GMT -5
Gelmir awakens seeing a group of sitting near he goes gets himself ale and joins the group" I hope you dont mind me joining in Im Gelmir Elensar"
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Post by Galdor Nénharma on Feb 15, 2004 17:55:59 GMT -5
Galdor smiled and said, “Not at all, you would be welcome to join our company. My name is Galdor Nénharma. From what lands are you from my friends? Do you have any interesting news from the south by any chance?” Galdor then pored his new companions some more ale from a pitcher that he had found earlier in the evening.
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Post by manwe on Feb 16, 2004 6:30:53 GMT -5
"Sure my new friend. Come, want another ale?" He puts some more weed in his pipe. " So thats ale all round?" And with that he went to the bar and got himself 4 ales. "Excuse me a min" he said and went and stood next to the ranger at the bar.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 16, 2004 13:21:25 GMT -5
"So, where do you all come from, and whats your stories? I'm from Rivendell, my brother was killed by a band of orcs and I swore revenge, I went after them with only a longsword I chased them for days on end but could not see nor hear them, I passed through Lorien and was given a bow from the Lady Galadriel herself and Lord Celeborn gave me Royal Elven Armour and clothes to keep me warm, I came upon Fangorn and was told the orcs were killed just a few hours before I arrived, I was so angry that I couldn't catch the orcs myself but none the less they were dead, I decided to stay in Fangorn and dedicated my life to orc slaying but I had to go home to tell Elrond I would be staying at Fangorn, so my long journey began once again and again I stopped off in Lorien, I returned the armour to Lord Celeborn and the bow to the Lady Galadriel, although they were mine to keep, I did not feel worthey of them, I stayed in Lorien that night and in the morning when I awoke my longsword had been replaced with a lighter, stronger sword with a name carved on the side, Fal'tila, which is my mothers name in elvish, i also had a quiver full of mithril tipped arrows and a Lorien high councilers longbow, I was amazed although I had returned the items they gave me more back and they were better, I was also given armour of the 1st age used and made by the first elves and it was amazing, so light, so thin yet so strong, it was so thin that I could wear it under my clothes, which were thick and warm, I left and it wasn't until I got to Rivendell that I knew my father was dead, I was so downhearted, I returned to Fangorn and helped out did things here and there and I heard of this tavern, so now you know the story of how I came to these lands, I hope I didn't bore you!" Fëanáro laughed and took a big drink of ale, "I think this is the best ale in Middle Earth!"
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Post by Galdor Nénharma on Feb 16, 2004 13:52:33 GMT -5
“It is indeed good ale, much better than the wine I found. My name, as I have already told you is Galdor Nénharma I was Rivendell around the time of its founding, but I never stayed around there very much. My parents were historians, so we would travel around Middle Earth a lot. He had escaped from Gondolin’s destruction with my mother, which had been there home, and we were wanderers ever since. My father spent a lot of time teaching me fighting skills because of his past experience. He even trained under Glorfindel before he died. I am no where near as good as my father, but I am certainly good enough to hunt orcs. We should 'hunt' together sometime.” With that, Galdor raised his glass and said, “To friends and the best ale.”
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Post by Gelmir Elensar on Feb 16, 2004 14:43:07 GMT -5
Gelmir Raised his glass to the toast and began" i am Gelmir Elensar i have grown up in Rivendell as i am Young, My Father Left also to go to fangorn and sadly never returned before he left he gave me his well crafted bow"Gelmir brings this lighly crafted bow off of his back andshows it to him and it has Elensar on the Handlehe puts it back on his back"So i came to investigate what happend to my father and see if he is indeed alive" Gelmir with a tear in his eye drank some ale and waited to see what was said next.
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