The Drunk Elf Pirates and the Quest for the Wine-thieves - Page 39

Lady Willow Rose · 09-15-2006, 10:27 AM

Enelya held her head, where a pounding headache was growing.

Enelya: Jack! Could you please keep it down? I haven't slept for two days and I'd appreciate a little quiet.

Jack: Why can't ye sleep now?

Enelya: glares I cannot imagine a person who could sleep through this racket.

Thinks of Eresse

Enelya: Then again

Huorn · 09-15-2006, 04:12 PM

Oak Leaf: Now Jack hadn't turned out to be so bad after all. The Huorn found herself dancing around the dank enclosure which she had learned by now was called a brig. She was tolding hands with the persons on either side of her. The people in the brig were line dancing in a circle and singing.

The smell of cooking meat floated in through the brig window. The dancing had stopped briefly Oak Leaf watched as Jack picked a pebble off the floor of the brig and tossed it. She could hear it thud against something. She heard someone say 'owe' outside.

Lady Willow Rose · 09-15-2006, 07:12 PM

Enelya crouched down in a corner of the brig, removed her glasses and closed her eyes with a determined air.

Oak Leaf rustled her leaves.

Enelya: I'm going to sleep

Oak Leaf rustled her leaves again.

Enelya: I don't care if it's noisy. I'm going to sleep.

Once more, Oak Leaf rustled her leaves.

Enelya: I am not acting strangely. I'm acting like a perfectly normal sleep-deprived half-elf.

Oak Leaf wondered for a moment if the two were mutually exclusive.

The last sane person · 09-16-2006, 06:57 PM

*It was a long day. Kor had to constantly run in between the several crews he had working in the ship, to make sure they wouldn't put a hole in the hull. He was tired and left Flannery in charge and dragged himself up to his quarters.*

Kor: *in an urgh mood* So much to bloody do....

*He opened his door and dropped his tools and thudded his head against the wall*

Kor: *frazzled* Augh, I am one man, not a crew! *He flops on his bed, temporarily forgetting there was a faerie there*

Willow: *involuntarily lets out a cry of pain at having her wings flopped upon and spazzes in an attempt to remove the weight*

Kor: *leaps off his bed feeling something squirm* Augh!!! *brandishes a hammer, just incase it was one of those monster bedbugs the rest of the crew claimed to find* Oh! It's you. Sorry, forgot you were there.

Willow: *moans in despair* No kidding... unless the Captain decided that squishing was a suitable punishment, which knowing this ship isn't entirely unfeasible.

Kor:*slumps against the wall* No...i'm just tired. I have to be four people at once. I just need some sleep is all. Need anything for the wings?

Willow: Anything for overworked muscles would be helpful. They aren't really designed for non-stop flights over water... I mean, it's possible, obviously, but not comfortable.

Kor: Here...*breaks out some herbs from his personal healers kit and dumps them into two cups of whiskey, one for himself and the other for his temporary bunk mate. (Though for Willow it was more like a large shot glass)*

Willow:*Downs the concoction in one gulp without flinching and sighs in relief as both the pain killer and the alcohol take effect* You know... I really wasn't fond of liquor before joining the Nal. *she blinks and Kor realizes that she is now thoroughly drugged* Is no' really good for us y'know? We're too small, can't hold it worth sh- *she collapses onto the bed midsentence, fast asleep.*

Kor:*alarmed* Cripes, I poisoned it! *rushes over and checks her pulse*

*Flannery walks in*

Kor: Flannery! What do you do with a drunken faerie? *somewhat alarmed, not sure what to do or how it will affect the out cold Willow*

Flannery:Presumably the same thing you do with a drunk elf pirate...

Kor: And what would that be. I gave her this much and a very small does of painkillers...*Shows Flannery the amount* I didn't think she'd flop like that.

Flannery: You gave her a drugged dose of whiskey? In a human sized shotglass? I don't think I've ever seen a Faerie drink that much in one go, she usually stuck to cider if I remember correctly... I don't think it'll kill her though. Just let her sleep it off and check the pulse every now and then. Long as she's breathing you're fine.

Kor: Oh..whew. Well, I handed it to her, and she didn't even pause. Threw it all down in a go, didn't tell me till after that she never drank. Then she flopped.... Grr...Oh well.

*Hangs up a hammock he made to fit her on the other side of the room and nods in approval of his work. He puts in spare blankets then puts the now snoring faerie into it and flops back into his bed. Flannery follow suit.*

Kor: The crews all working well?

Flannery: As well as can be expected. They got fairly far before I dismissed them to sleep.

Kor: Shouldn't you be up and about this time of night? You don't seem to be as nocturnal as expected.

Flannery: *looks embarrassed* Well... see... I'm really not. Granted, I would likely get a rather nasty sunburn if I spent too much time outside on a bright, shiney day, but daylight won't really turn me to dust. It's just something that people in this world expect, and since it makes them more comfortable to think that, I go along with it.

Kor: I expect the sunburns are more because you're a red-head...

Flannery: Of course. But nobody who knows that I'm a vampire ever assumes that. Really the main drawback is that I get anemic if I don't eat enough.

Kor: Good thing for me that you're a light eater.

Grey_Wolf · 09-17-2006, 05:02 AM

After hearing nothing from Jack, GIII ventured closer to the small opening in the hull.

"Hey, buddy, are you awake?" he whispered through the hole.

Elfmaster XK · 09-22-2006, 07:26 AM

EXK and Eärniel wandered through the ship towards the brig. The time had come to investigate what kind of riff-raff they'd picked up this time. They reach the door and EXK pulled out her ring of keys. From inside they could hear a lot of noise.

Eärniel: So what are the chances we'll be able to make a crew out of this rowdy lot?

XK: No idea mate. But we'll give it a go. We've made a crew out of a right unlikely bunch before.

Eärniel: Aye. We have.

XK: Actually, I've been meanin to mention for a while now...we lost Sicirus on that island. Unfortunate, aye...

Eärniel: Aye...a sad loss.

XK: Well how about we promot Koroush? He's useful, he's organised as a pirate can be...if we had a second mate again to help us delegate tasks, I think more would happen.

Eärniel: Agreed. Let's let him know tomorrow.

XK: Aye. Right, this lot then...

XK turns the key in the lock and swings the door open. It bangs against the wall, and the nearest brig dwellers turn around to stare.

Eärniel: Here we go then..

Grey_Wolf · 09-22-2006, 07:40 AM

Jack stood by the hole when EXK and Eärniel banged open the door the brig.
"Talk to you later, GIII." he whispered.

"Ok, mate." GIII whispered back and retreated to the ropeladder hanging from the gunwale and clambered up it to the deck.

Huorn · 09-25-2006, 08:13 PM

Oak Leaf: The little Huorness was finally nodding off in the brig. Suddenly the door banged open causing her amber eyes to fly open. She looked toward the doorway to see XK and Earniel staring in the doorway. Her fluffy leafy head tilts to one side curiously.

Butterbeer · 09-25-2006, 08:49 PM

*Jack stopped amisdt throwing another (rather heavier) stone and the impish grin for the momment wandering off forlorn & forgotten ... he turned -

his eyes skittishly both glinted and razored searingly the scene in the brig ... alighting at last with a undeniable glint on the buxom pair, by the wide open and undeniably inviting open brig door ...

Grey_Wolf · 09-25-2006, 11:55 PM

GIII saw that the workload on the crew was rather heavy so he lent a hand where he saw fit.

Lady Willow Rose · 09-25-2006, 11:57 PM

*Enelya opened her eyes reluctantly but was glad she did when she saw the two authoritative (was that even a word? She supposed so. It sounded like a good one, either way) figures standing at the brig opening.*

Elfmaster XK · 09-27-2006, 05:19 AM

Silence. Well, well...they were an easily scared lot it seemed. But things were not always what they seemed, and XK suspected a plot. XK walked into the brig, Eärniel following closely. Her boots clunked on the hard wood, and the keys jingled in her hands. She could see the prisoners eying the shiny bunch, hoping for a similarly shiny freedom...or something of the sort. Eärniel peered at the ruffians, her arms folded. Then she stopped, raising her eyebrow and grabbing XK's arm. She pointed. XK frowned, and nodded.

Eärniel: Eresse, what are you doing in here? I thought we told you and Rana to go out and search the island?

Acalewia · 09-27-2006, 10:18 AM

*Somewhere on the island*

Rana: All we've seen is trees and strange looking plants. *glances at a tree* And none I reconize.

*Eresse frowns*

Eresse: I expected to at least find something.

Rana: Lets head back and let the Cap'n know there's nothing on this island 'cept us.

Lady Willow Rose · 09-27-2006, 11:51 PM

*Eresse nodded*

Eresse: Sounds like a good plan. *blinks* It feels like I forgot to tell the captain something. But what could it be...?

~~~~~~

Enelya: *blinks* Eresse? Oh, dear, I think there's been a misunderstanding. My name is Enelya. Eresse is my twin sister. We were separated at birth.

***Earniel*** · 09-28-2006, 04:09 AM

Eärniel: Twins, eh? You don't say... Which one of you is the evil twin, then?

Lady Willow Rose · 09-29-2006, 12:18 AM

*Eärniel did not know that this was a bad, bad, bad question to ask*

Enelya: Evil? Evil is a complicated thing. It can be light and dark, hate and love, softness and harshness, chocolate and darker chocolate. Not to mention white chocolate, of course, which some believe to be the epitome of evil.

Eärniel: ....eh?

Enelya: Oh, evil is a tricky thing! It can take any shape, be your greatest desire! Or your darkest fear. Mayhap evil is the cold you caught the day before your wedding. Or it is the fungus just under your big toe's nail. Or...!

*Enelya proceeds to ramble on and on and on and on and on and on about the the complexities of evil until she was thoroughly exhausted. She collapsed, immediately entering into a dreamless sleep*

***Earniel*** · 09-29-2006, 03:23 AM

Eärniel: *raises eyebrow* Right. We won't be asking that question again. I see why Eresse went to such great lenghts to lock her twin up...

Butterbeer · 09-29-2006, 05:06 AM

Jack had, at first, been taking notes on this discourse on the nature of Evil ... behind Enelya without her knowing the rammed brig had all sat down neatly in rows and were listening in rapt attention .... but after a while Jack had settled down to doodling ... he was by now snoozing with his feet up, and an innocent expression on his face ...

as was the rest of the brig ... t'was a sea of somnolent bodies strewn across the brig floor

* Eärniel looked round to find XK leaning, with barey half an eye open by the Brig door*

Eyebrows were raised.

For plot mystery the owner of these eyebrows shall remain a secret ...

Curubethion · 09-30-2006, 04:09 PM

Elendendil groaned, feeling his head throb. He looked around, trying to clear his mind and see everything clearing. He thought he could see some figures nearby, walking and talking...

Where...am...I...?

"I am Elendendil...High...King...of...Numenorianiorirrrr r......" he groaned.

Butterbeer · 09-30-2006, 08:42 PM

* in a freak chance of inter-rpg co-incidence ... a frying pan came down at speed and banged him one on the 'ed *

yet another mysterious eyebrow was raised...

09-15-2006, 10:27 AM	#761
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Enelya held her head, where a pounding headache was growing. Enelya: Jack! Could you please keep it down? I haven't slept for two days and I'd appreciate a little quiet. Jack: Why can't ye sleep now? Enelya: glares I cannot imagine a person who could sleep through this racket. Thinks of Eresse Enelya: Then again __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort. Last edited by Lady Willow Rose : 09-15-2006 at 01:40 PM.

09-15-2006, 04:12 PM	#762
Huorn Elven Warrior Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Fangorn's Treeherd Posts: 393	Oak Leaf: Now Jack hadn't turned out to be so bad after all. The Huorn found herself dancing around the dank enclosure which she had learned by now was called a brig. She was tolding hands with the persons on either side of her. The people in the brig were line dancing in a circle and singing. The smell of cooking meat floated in through the brig window. The dancing had stopped briefly Oak Leaf watched as Jack picked a pebble off the floor of the brig and tossed it. She could hear it thud against something. She heard someone say 'owe' outside. __________________ Silver Valley Oak As for me and my house we will serve the LORD Just call me Oakie

09-15-2006, 07:12 PM	#763
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Enelya crouched down in a corner of the brig, removed her glasses and closed her eyes with a determined air. Oak Leaf rustled her leaves. Enelya: I'm going to sleep Oak Leaf rustled her leaves again. Enelya: I don't care if it's noisy. I'm going to sleep. Once more, Oak Leaf rustled her leaves. Enelya: I am not acting strangely. I'm acting like a perfectly normal sleep-deprived half-elf. Oak Leaf wondered for a moment if the two were mutually exclusive. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

09-16-2006, 06:57 PM	#764
The last sane person The Black Númenórean Join Date: Feb 2003 Posts: 6,773	It was a long day. Kor had to constantly run in between the several crews he had working in the ship, to make sure they wouldn't put a hole in the hull. He was tired and left Flannery in charge and dragged himself up to his quarters. Kor: in an urgh mood So much to bloody do.... He opened his door and dropped his tools and thudded his head against the wall Kor: frazzled Augh, I am one man, not a crew! He flops on his bed, temporarily forgetting there was a faerie there Willow: involuntarily lets out a cry of pain at having her wings flopped upon and spazzes in an attempt to remove the weight Kor: leaps off his bed feeling something squirm Augh!!! brandishes a hammer, just incase it was one of those monster bedbugs the rest of the crew claimed to find Oh! It's you. Sorry, forgot you were there. Willow: moans in despair No kidding... unless the Captain decided that squishing was a suitable punishment, which knowing this ship isn't entirely unfeasible. Kor:slumps against the wall No...i'm just tired. I have to be four people at once. I just need some sleep is all. Need anything for the wings? Willow: Anything for overworked muscles would be helpful. They aren't really designed for non-stop flights over water... I mean, it's possible, obviously, but not comfortable. Kor: Here...breaks out some herbs from his personal healers kit and dumps them into two cups of whiskey, one for himself and the other for his temporary bunk mate. (Though for Willow it was more like a large shot glass) Willow:Downs the concoction in one gulp without flinching and sighs in relief as both the pain killer and the alcohol take effect You know... I really wasn't fond of liquor before joining the Nal. she blinks and Kor realizes that she is now thoroughly drugged Is no' really good for us y'know? We're too small, can't hold it worth sh- she collapses onto the bed midsentence, fast asleep. Kor:alarmed Cripes, I poisoned it! rushes over and checks her pulse Flannery walks in Kor: Flannery! What do you do with a drunken faerie? somewhat alarmed, not sure what to do or how it will affect the out cold Willow Flannery:Presumably the same thing you do with a drunk elf pirate... Kor: And what would that be. I gave her this much and a very small does of painkillers...Shows Flannery the amount I didn't think she'd flop like that. Flannery: You gave her a drugged dose of whiskey? In a human sized shotglass? I don't think I've ever seen a Faerie drink that much in one go, she usually stuck to cider if I remember correctly... I don't think it'll kill her though. Just let her sleep it off and check the pulse every now and then. Long as she's breathing you're fine. Kor: Oh..whew. Well, I handed it to her, and she didn't even pause. Threw it all down in a go, didn't tell me till after that she never drank. Then she flopped.... Grr...Oh well. Hangs up a hammock he made to fit her on the other side of the room and nods in approval of his work. He puts in spare blankets then puts the now snoring faerie into it and flops back into his bed. Flannery follow suit. Kor: The crews all working well? Flannery: As well as can be expected. They got fairly far before I dismissed them to sleep. Kor: Shouldn't you be up and about this time of night? You don't seem to be as nocturnal as expected. Flannery: looks embarrassed Well... see... I'm really not. Granted, I would likely get a rather nasty sunburn if I spent too much time outside on a bright, shiney day, but daylight won't really turn me to dust. It's just something that people in this world expect, and since it makes them more comfortable to think that, I go along with it. Kor: I expect the sunburns are more because you're a red-head... Flannery: Of course. But nobody who knows that I'm a vampire ever assumes that. Really the main drawback is that I get anemic if I don't eat enough. Kor: Good thing for me that you're a light eater. __________________ Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. Last edited by The last sane person : 09-28-2006 at 07:48 PM.

09-22-2006, 07:26 AM	#766
Elfmaster XK Possessive Villain Fancier Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: On my ship, riding the waves YARR! Posts: 2,008	EXK and Eärniel wandered through the ship towards the brig. The time had come to investigate what kind of riff-raff they'd picked up this time. They reach the door and EXK pulled out her ring of keys. From inside they could hear a lot of noise. Eärniel: So what are the chances we'll be able to make a crew out of this rowdy lot? XK: No idea mate. But we'll give it a go. We've made a crew out of a right unlikely bunch before. Eärniel: Aye. We have. XK: Actually, I've been meanin to mention for a while now...we lost Sicirus on that island. Unfortunate, aye... Eärniel: Aye...a sad loss. XK: Well how about we promot Koroush? He's useful, he's organised as a pirate can be...if we had a second mate again to help us delegate tasks, I think more would happen. Eärniel: Agreed. Let's let him know tomorrow. XK: Aye. Right, this lot then... XK turns the key in the lock and swings the door open. It bangs against the wall, and the nearest brig dwellers turn around to stare. Eärniel: Here we go then.. __________________ My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly - my friends. XK

09-17-2006, 05:02 AM	#765
Grey_Wolf Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mirkwood, well actually I live in North-west Scania, Sweden Posts: 9,481	After hearing nothing from Jack, GIII ventured closer to the small opening in the hull. "Hey, buddy, are you awake?" he whispered through the hole.

09-22-2006, 07:40 AM	#767
Grey_Wolf Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mirkwood, well actually I live in North-west Scania, Sweden Posts: 9,481	Jack stood by the hole when EXK and Eärniel banged open the door the brig. "Talk to you later, GIII." he whispered. "Ok, mate." GIII whispered back and retreated to the ropeladder hanging from the gunwale and clambered up it to the deck.

09-25-2006, 08:13 PM	#768
Huorn Elven Warrior Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Fangorn's Treeherd Posts: 393	Oak Leaf: The little Huorness was finally nodding off in the brig. Suddenly the door banged open causing her amber eyes to fly open. She looked toward the doorway to see XK and Earniel staring in the doorway. Her fluffy leafy head tilts to one side curiously. __________________ Silver Valley Oak As for me and my house we will serve the LORD Just call me Oakie

09-25-2006, 08:49 PM	#769
Butterbeer Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: here and there Posts: 3,514	Jack stopped amisdt throwing another (rather heavier) stone and the impish grin* for the momment wandering off forlorn & forgotten ... he turned - his eyes skittishly both glinted and razored searingly the scene in the brig ... alighting at last with a undeniable glint on the buxom pair, by the wide open and undeniably inviting open brig door ... Last edited by Butterbeer : 09-25-2006 at 08:57 PM.

09-25-2006, 11:55 PM	#770
Grey_Wolf Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Mirkwood, well actually I live in North-west Scania, Sweden Posts: 9,481	GIII saw that the workload on the crew was rather heavy so he lent a hand where he saw fit.

09-25-2006, 11:57 PM	#771
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Enelya opened her eyes reluctantly but was glad she did when she saw the two authoritative (was that even a word? She supposed so. It sounded like a good one, either way) figures standing at the brig opening. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

09-27-2006, 05:19 AM	#772
Elfmaster XK Possessive Villain Fancier Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: On my ship, riding the waves YARR! Posts: 2,008	Silence. Well, well...they were an easily scared lot it seemed. But things were not always what they seemed, and XK suspected a plot. XK walked into the brig, Eärniel following closely. Her boots clunked on the hard wood, and the keys jingled in her hands. She could see the prisoners eying the shiny bunch, hoping for a similarly shiny freedom...or something of the sort. Eärniel peered at the ruffians, her arms folded. Then she stopped, raising her eyebrow and grabbing XK's arm. She pointed. XK frowned, and nodded. Eärniel: Eresse, what are you doing in here? I thought we told you and Rana to go out and search the island? __________________ My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly - my friends. XK

09-27-2006, 10:18 AM	#773
Acalewia Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: In trouble. As usual. Posts: 4,674	Somewhere on the island Rana: All we've seen is trees and strange looking plants. glances at a tree And none I reconize. Eresse frowns Eresse: I expected to at least find something. Rana: Lets head back and let the Cap'n know there's nothing on this island 'cept us. __________________ "Acaly und Hektor fur Presidants fur EntMut fur life!"~ inked Don't meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup. "Don't be such a sour wolf" Stiles ~ Heart Monitor http://www.wattpad.com/user/IceQueenofMitera

09-27-2006, 11:51 PM	#774
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Eresse nodded Eresse: Sounds like a good plan. blinks It feels like I forgot to tell the captain something. But what could it be...? ~~~~~~ Enelya: blinks Eresse? Oh, dear, I think there's been a misunderstanding. My name is Enelya. Eresse is my twin sister. We were separated at birth. __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

09-28-2006, 04:09 AM	#775
*Earniel* The Chocoholic Sea Elf Administrator Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: N?n in Eilph (Belgium) Posts: 14,363	Eärniel: Twins, eh? You don't say... Which one of you is the evil twin, then? __________________ We are not things.

09-29-2006, 12:18 AM	#776
Lady Willow Rose Elf Lord Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: In a field of paper flowers Posts: 733	Eärniel did not know that this was a bad, bad, bad question to ask Enelya: Evil? Evil is a complicated thing. It can be light and dark, hate and love, softness and harshness, chocolate and darker chocolate. Not to mention white chocolate, of course, which some believe to be the epitome of evil. Eärniel: ....eh? Enelya: Oh, evil is a tricky thing! It can take any shape, be your greatest desire! Or your darkest fear. Mayhap evil is the cold you caught the day before your wedding. Or it is the fungus just under your big toe's nail. Or...! Enelya proceeds to ramble on and on and on and on and on and on about the the complexities of evil until she was thoroughly exhausted. She collapsed, immediately entering into a dreamless sleep __________________ Real love is a mixture of pleasure, pain and a soul-deep happiness that blasts any complaints out of the water. When you're in love, his voice makes you smile and his laughter warms your heart. And when he weeps, you feel yourself dying in each fallen tear. Love is madness of the very best sort.

09-29-2006, 03:23 AM	#777
*Earniel* The Chocoholic Sea Elf Administrator Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: N?n in Eilph (Belgium) Posts: 14,363	Eärniel: raises eyebrow Right. We won't be asking that question again. I see why Eresse went to such great lenghts to lock her twin up... __________________ We are not things.

09-29-2006, 05:06 AM	#778
Butterbeer Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: here and there Posts: 3,514	Jack had, at first, been taking notes on this discourse on the nature of Evil ... behind Enelya without her knowing the rammed brig had all sat down neatly in rows and were listening in rapt attention .... but after a while Jack had settled down to doodling ... he was by now snoozing with his feet up, and an innocent expression on his face ... as was the rest of the brig ... t'was a sea of somnolent bodies strewn across the brig floor * Eärniel looked round to find XK leaning, with barey half an eye open by the Brig door* Eyebrows were raised. For plot mystery the owner of these eyebrows shall remain a secret ... Last edited by Butterbeer : 09-29-2006 at 05:13 AM.

09-30-2006, 04:09 PM	#779
Curubethion Fenway Ranger, Lord of Red Sox Nation Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: College! Posts: 1,976	Elendendil groaned, feeling his head throb. He looked around, trying to clear his mind and see everything clearing. He thought he could see some figures nearby, walking and talking... Where...am...I...? "I am Elendendil...High...King...of...Numenorianiorirrrr r......" he groaned. __________________ Adventure...betrayal...heroism... Atharon: where heroes are born. My wife once said to me—when I'd been writing for ten or fifteen years—that I could always go back to being a nuclear engineer. And I said to her, 'Harriet, would you let someone who quit his job to go write fantasy anywhere near your nuclear reactor? I wouldn't!' (Robert Jordan)

09-30-2006, 08:42 PM	#780
Butterbeer Elf Lord Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: here and there Posts: 3,514	* in a freak chance of inter-rpg co-incidence ... a frying pan came down at speed and banged him one on the 'ed * yet another mysterious eyebrow was raised... Last edited by Butterbeer : 09-30-2006 at 08:44 PM.