A Gnomes Adventure!!

[zavron]

Join Gabby the Gnome on his search for...things!

Gabby is inquisitive and is searching for Knowledge of the World! Help him in his quest for enlightenment!

[Nilore]

Ok

I'll be a Garden gnome With a fishing rod.

[zavron]

I'm the only Gnome.

[zavron]

Here's my Carachter Description.

Name: Gablon. (Eveybody just calls him gabby)
Description: 2 feet tall, large feet and small body, Large pointed head(Kinda like the gnomes off Harry Potter. Wears a Big Red Jumper that reaches down to his knees, and a belt strapped around the middle so that it makes the bottom half of the jumper into a Kilt. He wears a Big Brown scarf around his neck. Has a Small Pick-Axe strapped to his back.
Personality: Get's extremely nervous when surrounded by Big Folk, when he get's nervous he Sweats and Re-arranges his scarf continuously. He is very jumpy and frightens easily. He is very clumsy and is known for causing 'accidental' destruction wherever he goes. Being so frightened all the time, his voice is now permanantely squeaky and when dangers is at hand his best move is to 'Duck And Cover'. He has been known to 'laugh in the face of Danger and then Hide until it goes away'. He may be a bit of a coward but his courage is Remarkable when he uses it. He is quite intelligent but not very wise.
Weapons: Being not very skilled with a sword, because his size let's him down, he uses his Pick-Axe to defend himself against anything that might harm him.

[Fingolfin_1st]

ok ill be a dementor from harry potter.

DESCRIPTION:a dementor (me) was kidnapped from azkaban by the witch-king on his winged steed.i was taken to the pits of angband and armed with the weapons of orcs.i was thrust into battle of sudden flame and hit on the head by a trolls hammer by accident.when i awoke i was at the end of a garden and looking into the eyes of a little thing wearing a red jumper.

[zavron]

No Harry Potter, Lotr cross-overs. I only said the gnomes looked like, not are the gnomes off Harry Potter.

[Fingolfin_1st]

ok im not gonna join then

[zavron]

It's your choice. But you'll be missing out on something good.

[Silverstripe]

You know, I'd like to join. That sounds fun! Shall I be Aralle?

[zavron]

Ok!

I looked backwards and saw the sun setting. I was late! I scuttled forward through the dark trees. I was continuing running when I bumped straight into a Dark Man Hodded and Cloaked. I stood to attention saluting the man.

''Hello Sir!! I was just...Returning!'' I said nervously.

The Dark Man Looked down and nodded.
''I understand.'' Hus voice was soft and of a young person, although you could only see his eyes.
''I want you to take on another job. There is...someone roaming about. I want you to follow him or her and find what they're up to. I am...Interested. Do not Fail!!'' He said sturnly.

''I won't Fail sir!! Oh no!! I won't fail!'' I said Re-Aranging my scarf.

''Good! Report as soon as possible! I will be watching...'' At this he turned and dissapeared into the Shadows under the trees.

''I will be watching! Huh! Wooooh! Scary!'' I said sarcasticly under my breath.

I proceeded forward and soon I heard a voice upon the road ahead.

[Silverstripe]

Aralle rode Rainstorm, her horse, going to noplace in particular. She was alone, as was usual when she was not out on a quest. The quests she went on had become more and more frequent these days, and she was glad of a break from them.

As she rode, she spoke softly to the horse.

"So we're on the road again, boy. Why is it that I can never stay in one place?" Aralle sighed. She knew the reason. She'd found nowhere in all of Middle Earth where she actually belonged, and no one who truly understood her.

That's what happens when you're the last of your kind. For Aralle, while she looked human, was not. She was the last of the griffins, a shifter.

[zavron]

I scuttled up to the roadside. I dived into another bush as the woman with the horsecame round the corner. I watched and waited.

She seemed to be talking to her horse. I peered round the bush to get a closer look. I tripped and stumbled forward, bumping right into the woman's feet.

''Errrr...Hello! Goodbye!'' I made a dash for the forest but the woman grabbed my jumper and lifted me up.
''Oy!! Let go! Gerr off!!!! Gerr off!!'' I squeaked.

'''Yet again I have to save you!'' The Dark man stepped out from the side of the forest. He drew his sword.
''Please drop the Gnome! I don't want to hurt you!'' He said stepping forward.

[Silverstripe]

Aralle laughed, finding the situation somewhat amusing. If she had wanted to harm the gnome, she would have shifted into a griffin then and there, and flown off before the man could do anything about it.

But Aralle had no desire to hurt or even frighten the gnome. She recognized him as Gablon, a Gnome she'd met before. She had been about to greet her friend, but he clearly did not remember her. Aralle set him gently on the ground.

"Gnome, you should learn to recognize your friends," she said, smiling at Gabby. "But then, it has been a very long time since we last met." Aralle turned to the Dark Man.

"Sir. You must understand that I had no desire to hurt the Gnome," said Aralle. This was said in a very kind manner, without a trace of anger. She did not repeat what she had said to the Gnome, about being a very old friend. Most people would not pick up on that unless she emphasized it, and even if they did, they would never suspect just how long.

Aralle looked to be a woman in her twenties. No one could tell her true age, though anyone who looked into her eyes might guess she was older than she seemed.

[francod]

appeared on the scene. He is dressed in a slightly tattered hunter green cloak and carries only a staff made of yew wood. His angular face is framed with a van dyke that makes him look younger than his days. His short hair was black as soot.

"Hail friends, well met. I interupt your converstion only to draw some food from your stores. " With that he rumages through the saddle bags. "lembas, lembas, cram, you have to have something better tham this, oh good mutton jerky."

He starts chewing and drinking fresh water from a skin. "Go on continue your conversation, don't mind me."

[zavron]

Somehow, I'm not so sure exactly, the Dark man was suddenly behind the Wizard and had drawn a dagger.

''Why are you here? And why are you listening?'' He said quietly but firmly.

[Silverstripe]

Again Aralle started laughing. First Gabby, then a wizard interupting the Dark Man's threats so he could eat some of their food ... this was turning into a very interesting day.

"Am I never to be allowed peace? Must you wizards always turn as soon as I get a moment to myself?" asked Aralle, pretending to be angry, but with a twinkle in her eye.

In truth, Aralle had very mixed feelings about all this. Of course, constantly going on quests around Middle Earth was tiring, but it was her purpose, and the griffin would feel incomplete if she stopped altogether.

At any rate, since Aralle simply couldn't stay in one place, she might as well run into interesting people in her travels.

"I am called Aralle," she told the wizard and the Dark Man. She had been ignoring the latter the first time she spoke to the wizard, and this time he seemed to ignore her. In an instant, he was behind the wizard, threatening him with a dagger.

I wouldn't do that if I were you, thought Aralle. But the man would soon find out for himself that threatening wizards wasn't wise. She smiled, said nothing, and waited to see what the wizard would do.

[francod]

on a weary traveler? " Withi a wave of his hand the blade falls from the dark man's hand. " I am just a hungry scholar in search of a little sustinence. I was not listening to your conversation , just the oppisite. I was trying to avoid it but your loud whispers could wake the goblin king himself. Take care there are many trolls about. " Looking at the rider He speaks " How goes the day fair rider? Who is this little one? It is rather warm for a scarf my diminutive friend"

[Silverstripe]

Aralle was still laughing inwardly at the behavior of the people around her. It seemed that Gabby had not changed a bit, even in five hundred years.

The man with the Gnome was courageous, but a little foolish. It wasn't wise to threaten or attack ANY person who had shown no sign of wishing to harm anyone, let alone a wizard.

To Aralle, the Dark Man's "foolishness" was understandable. After all, he was young, and probably didn't know he'd just threatened a wizard and a griffin. She decided she needed to try to calm him, and fast.

"Truly, neither of us means any harm; you would know if we did." She smiled at him, trying to be reassuring.

As for the wizard, Aralle didn't believe he knew who or what she was, but then, no one could ever tell with wizards.

"As I have said, I am called Aralle," she said, speaking to all three of the people she'd just met. "The gnome's name I know, but as for the rest of you ... we have not been introduced. I would appreciate a name. Any name will do, but the name you give is the name I will call you, so I advise you to choose well."

[francod]

He turns to address the whole group. "As I have told you these woods are full of peril. I say we should navigate these woods togeather as I am tired of keeping my own watch and would very much like to sleep with both eyes closed." He looks directly at the dark man. "If thy heart is black it is best to travel alone. Fore one drop of poison fouls the whole barrel.'

[Lubyla]

ooc: Is it too late to join? If not, I'd like to, though my character is...er...secret, kinda... If it's ok I mean.