As The Moot Turns

[Nurvingiel]

OOC: Woah, are people still playing or what?

Nurvingiel was glad she had called Tinuviel beforehand to ask for advice on what to wear - she felt classy in the black dress she had dug out of the closet. Uncharacteristicly, she had also made the effort to curl her hair.
Their waiter came by and poured water for everyone, and offered to take their coats to the coat check.
"Thank you," said Nurvingiel, handing him her jacket.

[Legoles]

"I haven't been up to much, just pursuing my dream of becoming a singer. Playing piano just doesn't pay like it used to. So how'bout you? Need another detective again?"


[Short descript of what Tin's wearin]
Black shirt[tight, short sleeved]
Jacket[heel length] made of leather[black]
Dark crimson skirt[goes just above knees]

[Adrian Baggins]

I leaned on a tree in the Lorien woods, watching the grass blowing in the breeze. I pushed my short black hair behind my right ear, lost in thought. I began humming a song, refusing to let myself cry. They would pay, anyone who had anything to do with the deaths of my family would pay...all I had to do, was find them, and my brother.

*Flashback*
"Tristan! HELP!!" my little sister sqealed. I turned around towards my house, hardly believing my eyes. A band of thieves and shadowy figures were attacking my home.

I ran back towards my house, drawing my sword. I had to save them. When I reached my house, both of m parents and my little sister were dead. Tears stung my eyes as I cried out in frustration. Why had they been killed? Who had killed them? There was only one thing for me to do, find my brother, and avenge their deaths.

*end flashback*

I was drug out of my thoughts by a soft nudging on the palm of my hand. "Hey Ren," I said, patting the head of my wolf, Renald. He wimpered and I sat down, hugging his neck. "I miss them too."

ooc: Fyi, I ran to Lorien in search of my brother

[Nurvingiel]

"Good luck with your singing career Tinuviel, I'm sure you'll be great. You just need an opportunity. I'm still working with Nariel, though we don't have much going on right now. Hey, maybe what you need is to make a demo CD, what do you think?" Nurvingiel said, not wanting to say anything about their new case. Raistlin was quiet.

The waiter came back to take their orders. Nurvingiel ordered a large spinach and goat cheese salad and an iced tea.

[Adrian Baggins]

ooc:Nurvingiel Rasitlin is like, grounded...so...he's kinda, not gonna be able to post, fyi

ic: I walked into a resturaunt and sat down, I had on the best clothes I could find...which was pretty respectable compared to what I normally wore. *black tunic with gold embroidery on the bottom and black loose pants my black hair is loose and hanging around my shoulders* I pulled out a book and looked quickly at the menu.

"May I take your order?" a waiter asked a few minutes later, looking down at me and my book.

"Yes, sprite and a medium t-bone steak, garlic mashed potatoes and green beans," I replied, not looking up. "And do be quick about it."

[Nurvingiel]

OOC: Do you play Raistlin Adrien Baggins? If you do, then you can obviously post. And if you don't, who else joined us for lunch?

[Legoles]

"Filet Mignon and a... root-beer please. Oh and Nurv, I'm in the process of making a demo CD as we speak. Unfortunetly my equiptment broke s o now i'm stuck... but, times will change, just as the winds do."

[Nurvingiel]

OOC: I'm still confused about Raistlin, but onwards! And, sorry about the small godmod at the end.

"I hope you get the CD back on track," Nurvingiel realized she made a pun and chuckled. "Anyway, I'm looking forward to hearing it."

They finished their pleasant lunch and paid the bill. "Do you want to do anything?" Nurvingiel got her coat from the coat check.

[Legoles]

"How about a walk in the park. Raistlin here." I said, nudging him softly in the ribs. "Is going to escort us... Right?"
"Right..."

[Nurvingiel]

"Sure," said Nurvingiel.

[Adrian Baggins]

ooc: No, Raistlin and I know each other, I think he mightbe ungrounded now...not sure tho...

IC: I ate my meal, reading and making notes in my notebook, finally asking for the check and paying. I walked outside, walking behind a group of chattering people, two girls and one guy *hope this is right combo, bad memory*

[Legoles]

"Hey! Will you please watch where you're going little girl!?"

[Nurvingiel]

OOC: That's the right combo AB.

"Hello there," said Nurvingiel to the little girl. (OOC: Um... describe your character for us AB? I'm sure you did earlier...)

[Adrian Baggins]

ooc: Discript:

Name: Tristan Durdon
Race: ELF HATING DUNEDAIN!! *the ONLY elf hating dunedain*
Age: 23
Height: 6'
Eyes: dark indigo with light blue specks
Hair: Raven black with white blond tips
Info: the flecks in my eyes seem to come together into a flame when I am angry, a elven mage caused this, so I hate elves

ic: "Don't call me little!" I said lowly, spinning around and facing the trio.

[Legoles]

"Oh, sorry. I thought for a moment that you were a child. I apologize deeply. I'm Tinuviel."

[Nurvingiel]

OOC: I thought you were playing Raistlin Adrian? Erm... what's going on? How would we thing a 6' person was a child?

Nurvingiel said nothing, confused.

OOC:

[Adrian Baggins]

"I'm Tristan, Tristan Durdon," I replied curtly, nodding to the group.

[Nurvingiel]

"Er, nice to meet you Tristan," said Nurvingiel, extending her hand. However, she was still confused as to who this person was. "No offence, but what do you want with us?"

[Nurvingiel]

This thread seems to have died. What it needs... is a real plot... It has so much potential! (And don't look at me, I'm not trying to GM here! )

[Adrian Baggins]

"Me!? I don't want anything of you, unless you would care to help me."