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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 9:55:57 GMT -5
After days of lonely walking, McDLT continues down the dusty road. It is getting darker and another day is coming to an end. "I must continue," she says to herself, "I just must go on."
She sees the lights of a small little village up ahead. She suddenly realizes how tired and hungry she is. "I wonder if there is a place where I can get some food and rest a while."
After walking past some odd-looking homes built in the side of the hills, she spies what looks like an Inn. Walking up to the building, she looks in through one of the small, round shaped windows. There are a few people sitting around some tables drinking and chatting it up. A waft of air comes out from the window and with it, the smell of mushrooms. McDLT stomach starts to growl. "Well, it looks harmless enough", she says half out loud and half to herself. And she opens up the door.
(OOC - everyone is welcome to join in the story. I will be starting a Comments thread too. So we can talk about it and you can let me know if you think it is good, bad, or just plain ugly. Try to remember to stay in character, and have fun!)
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:05:23 GMT -5
Inside, there is a room with a low ceiling. There is a warm fire crackling on one end of the room, and hobbits are sitting at round tables with mugs in front of them. One young hobbit lass sees McDLT in the doorway and standing up, comes over to her. "Good evening, stranger. My name is Primrose Rushlight. Please, come in. You look tired. Would you like anything to eat?"
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:05:50 GMT -5
McDLT stares at the small person in front of her. "Hmmm," she thinks, "everyone and everything looks small. I wonder where I am." Then out loud she says, "Good evening. My name is McDLT (pronouced McDelt). I would very much love to have some food and drink, and also a room for the night if possible. As to what to eat, I am new here and am unfamiliar with what foods and drinks are available. I am sure that whatever you recommend will be satisfactory. Thank you."
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:06:18 GMT -5
I spotted a woman on a trail. She seems intresting. I've followed her to a very strange in. I'm not sure if I should go in, it is very small. I wonder if this could be what hobbits look like. I will stay outside and observe these little people.
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:06:40 GMT -5
Primrose smiles simply and says, "McDLT. What an unusual name. We have the best food for miles around. We have ale, wine, coffee, tea, seed cakes, chicken, and, of course, mushrooms! As for a room, we have some very cozy ones down the back hallway, but I'm afraid we don't get many big folk around here. I'll see what I can do while you eat. So, what can I bring you?"
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:07:03 GMT -5
McDLT says, "Miss Rushlight, I believe some ale, chicken, and mushrooms sound wonderful. I think any room you have to offer would be just fine. Thank you so much for your kindness. I do not want to cause any problems or make any extra work for you." McDLT then walks over to a small round table by the fire. McDLT thinks that it feels good to sit down. She then leans on the table with her face in her hands and takes a deep breath. "When will this end?"
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:07:27 GMT -5
After a little while, Primrose returns with McDLT's food. "Well, I've spoken to Mrs. Flaglily, and she says that she'll have two beds pushed together for you." Primrose sits down next to McDLT. "So, you haven't told me what brings you here. Where are you from? You don't seem to be Bree-folk. You must have come a long way. Will you tell me about your travels?"
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:07:50 GMT -5
Rodwen sat surrounded in shadows, looking at the strange scene before her. The elf-maiden was far from her home,and had been for a long while, ever since she had decided to leave home and wander the wild. She had become a talented tracker and new they ways of the wilderness...but yet she was at that point afraid. A shadow had seemed to fall over middle earth, and rumours said the Dark Lord was gaining power. She was wrenched from her thoughts as a traveller...seemingly well travelled.. strode by. Rodwen caught the words "Well, it looks harmless...." before the woman walked out of earshot and into a small building nearby. A movment in the bushes catches her eye, and she sees the shadowed form of ...well, of something. She paused and listend, not quite sure what to do. was it another watcher of the strange traveller, and if so, was someone watching her? no...she thought to herself firmly. I'm just being silly. there's no way...her thoughts trailed off as she resumed looking at the village ahead. She had seen hobbits before, even made a few frends among them, so she knew it was a hobbit village. She was still for a moment, deep in thought, until she decided to take a chance. She rose from her hiding place, brushing leaves of her cloak, and stronde up to the door of the quaint-looking inn. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, and walked inside....
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:08:19 GMT -5
Elemmiire is sitting in the brush when it starts to get darker. The ground is wet from dew. She hears the laughing and talking inside of the inn. "Should I go in?" she asked herself. She decieds to go in and stands up. Suddenly she hears something with her strong ears. She pulls here cloke around herself and walks to the inn. Elemmiire grabs the door knob and steps inside...
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:08:49 GMT -5
Primrose looks up as she waits for McDLT's answer. A woman has walked into the inn, and outside night has finally fallen. The woman held a cloak about her, but she seemed to carry an inner light, and Primrose was suddenly remembered of the stories of elves that she loved so much. She couldn't believe it. Could it be? An elf, in the Shire? Primrose turned to McDLT, who still had not spoken, and excused herself quickly. She stood up and walked to the lady in the doorway. She was very tall, and even more beautiful up close. "Excuse me, my lady. Welcome to the Green Dragon. Is there anything I can bring you?"
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:09:10 GMT -5
McDLT was deep in thought and did not notice the plate of food and drink that was placed in front of her. She was glad that the person didn't stay long; now she has some time for quiet contemplation to reflect on her journey.
She takes a sip of her ale. "Hmm.", she says to herself, "This is good ale." McDLT then looks up and notices a few other people enter. "This must be a busy place." And she starts to eat her food.
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:09:43 GMT -5
Rowden glanced around the small, cozy room, taking everything in from the wall hangings to the people. Strange... she thought. There are few here who aren't hobbits. I must be deeper into the Shire then I thought. There is only one here who isn’t a hobbit besides me.... She glanced down, and saw a hobbit, who welcomed her to The Green Dragon, asking her if she wanted anything. Rowden barely heard her, wrapped up in her own thoughts, but she replied anyways. "Good evening. All I search for is a room and some food, if it isn’t too much trouble. My name is Rowden…and what would your name be?” She smiled down at the hobbit, in the same movement quickly flicking her sight to the fireside table where the stranger was sitting. “ I would also appreciate a table near the fire if you can spare one…the nights are getting colder. I would not mind sharing a table, if it would make things easier.” She again glanced down at the hobbit, wondering how much this one knew. Hobbit rarely knew anything of elves, but she had heard talk of some hobbits who even spoke some of their language. Don’t be so stupid! She chided herself. If this hobbit asks if you’re and elf just say yes. It’s not like hobbits hate elves! And these are strange enough days… She shook her head. Whether or not this hobbit asked her if she was an elf, at least she would be sleeping inside for a night.
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:10:19 GMT -5
"Hello," said Elemmiire to the strange looking being infront of her. "I am looking for a place to sleep and a bit of food. Can you tell me what place this is? I've never seen one like it. As she spoke she kept her head down and hood on. Primrose asked her "What is your name miss?" Elemmire lifted her head, put back her hood and said, "I am Elemmiire." Her face seemed to glow in the dim in, and Primrose looked on in disbelief at the tall elf maiden.
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:10:46 GMT -5
Rowden glanced, startled, at the stranger behind her. An Elf? She asked herself disbelevingly. But she knew it was. She hesitated, but then slowly turned so she was half-facing the other elf. "Well met.' She murmured in the others ear.' If you would not mind, I would like to talk...." she trailed off, this simple scentence saying more then what was said. All the while her thoughts were racing. She is an elf..here! the most unlikly place....i wonder....she looks strangly familier. Rowden turned slightly back so she was facing both women, waiting for both to answer....
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Post by Eru on Jun 26, 2004 10:11:17 GMT -5
Primrose looked closely at the two tall, beautiful women before her. Both of them were very pale an graceful, even though they seemed to have been traveling for a long time. But they seemed to be hiding something from her, as McDLT had. "Yes, I'll go arrange for your rooms. We seem to be having quite a number of strangers this evening. And I'll have some mushrooms and ale brought to you. I'm afraid the only table nearest to the fire is the one that lady there is at. Perhaps you can ask to sit with her, although she seems not to be one to share her story, although she is very nice." Primrose set off down the back hallway to see to the rooms, leaving the two Elf-maidens standing inside the doorway.
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