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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 19, 2004 16:09:21 GMT -5
"But my finger!" By this time Fëanáro's finger was bleeding quite bad, he raked around and found a bit of cloth then wrapped it round his finger and went on with making his soup remembering to kick the dead orc every now and then....
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Post by manwe on Feb 19, 2004 16:15:57 GMT -5
" Now now each kick is gonna cost ya" Said Seregon smoking his pipe and on his 10th ale of the night. He was getting alittle drunk. He spat on the orc and layed back in his chair. "GOD THIS PLACE IS DULL" He shouted.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 19, 2004 16:19:58 GMT -5
"HAHA! I'll go get my own orc then!" Fëanáro threw a carrot at Seregon ((OOC: Why do you chage your name on posts?)) then laughed, he went on making his soup almost ready for the main ingrediant, ALE ;D ;D ;D
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Post by manwe on Feb 19, 2004 16:23:35 GMT -5
"Go get one then. And hurry up with that soup. IM HUNGRY"He shouted. He was starved
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 19, 2004 16:34:34 GMT -5
"SHUT UP OR YOU WON'T GET ANY SOUP!" Fëanáro put in the final ingrediant and stirred his soup it was almost ready....
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Post by Galdor Nénharma on Feb 19, 2004 23:49:19 GMT -5
Galdor rose from his meditation, with the smell of food in the air. He felt famished, and his stomach rumbled in agreement. Glador followed the smell until he found Amras and Fëanáro standing around a boiling pot. Galdor said, “That does smell good, whatever you are making. Will there be enough for me as well?”
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 3:43:42 GMT -5
"This? It is a type of soup my father tought me how to cook, ALE SOUP" Fëanáro got a ladel and three bowls, he filled the bowls with soup and placed them on the table as well as some bread, "Dig in!"
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 8:46:12 GMT -5
"Now now theres no need to rase your voice." Seregon said smiling. "Now i would very much like some of your `famous` ale soup. Need anything?" asked Seregon.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 12:42:24 GMT -5
"Eat it all up now! If you don't eat it all I'll pour it down your trousers!"
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 12:46:20 GMT -5
"Now thats not very nice" Seregon said. He drew his bow in the blink of an eye. "I dont think so" He said and he put his bow away. "Now i hope this wont kill me" he said jokingly. He took a sponful.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:06:10 GMT -5
"I forgot I put poison in that bowl." Fëanáro laughed and went on eating his soup.
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:42:44 GMT -5
"Good one."Seregon said and sniffed the bowl."Nope, no poison" He said smiling.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:46:11 GMT -5
Fëanáro finished his soup and threw the bowl in the sink, it smashed, he walked through to the bar and got an ale, he re-built the fire and closed the door which Amras had left wide open, he sat close to the fire staying as warm as possible, he threw in more logs to make the fire as big as he could.
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Post by Galdor Nénharma on Feb 20, 2004 18:51:45 GMT -5
Galdor sat and ate his soup, it was very good, but it was a little strong for his taste. Galdor was amused to discover that the soup seamed to kill off bugs in roughly five foot radius. But he didn’t see Amras fall down dead, se he finished his bowl, and took a second helping.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 21, 2004 9:36:08 GMT -5
Fëanáro sat and waited for Imbeglínton to come back, he wanted to chat to him as he had never met the fellow, It was a brilliant Tavern but the owner was never around, it's a shame the owner can't see his buisness growing...
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