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Eressië Ailin · 05-08-2003, 02:57 PM

Anson frantically tried to describe the ainereg plant to Greendale, with very little success. He was murmering about some picture that Andunériel had given him earlier. 'It's a flower,' he said, 'small... yellow, too...'

The Ent waiting patiently, as all Ents do, trying to get a grasp on what ainereg was. 'My friend, I would like to help you, but I cannot find your plant until I know what it is.

Anson was desperate. 'I'm trying!'

Luin tried to remember Andunériel's sketch. 'Did we leave it in Rivendell? Or does she have it?' she thought. 'Wait... Wait!' Luin grabbed Anson's pack, and started to dig through it. Anson's mouth was open to protest, but he stopped himself before any audible words came out. 'Here it is! This is it,' Luin cried, producing the sketch from Anson's pack. 'Are you familiar with this plant?'

Greendale bent down (as much as he could, which wasn't very far) to stare at the drawing. 'Ainereg, you call it?' he finally said. 'Hrum, we know it by a different name. But, hoom, yes, I know this plant! It is not too far from here; I could take you now if you wish!' The whole group sighed in relief, nodding. Greendale started to lead them towards the plant. 'This is all of you, correct?' It was a rather hasty question for an Ent. They all looked down in thought of the others, then solemnly looked up at Greendale.

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05-08-2003, 02:57 PM	#21
Eressië Ailin Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Past the Point of No Return... Posts: 502	Anson frantically tried to describe the ainereg plant to Greendale, with very little success. He was murmering about some picture that Andunériel had given him earlier. 'It's a flower,' he said, 'small... yellow, too...' The Ent waiting patiently, as all Ents do, trying to get a grasp on what ainereg was. 'My friend, I would like to help you, but I cannot find your plant until I know what it is. Anson was desperate. 'I'm trying!' Luin tried to remember Andunériel's sketch. 'Did we leave it in Rivendell? Or does she have it?' she thought. 'Wait... Wait!' Luin grabbed Anson's pack, and started to dig through it. Anson's mouth was open to protest, but he stopped himself before any audible words came out. 'Here it is! This is it,' Luin cried, producing the sketch from Anson's pack. 'Are you familiar with this plant?' Greendale bent down (as much as he could, which wasn't very far) to stare at the drawing. 'Ainereg, you call it?' he finally said. 'Hrum, we know it by a different name. But, hoom, yes, I know this plant! It is not too far from here; I could take you now if you wish!' The whole group sighed in relief, nodding. Greendale started to lead them towards the plant. 'This is all of you, correct?' It was a rather hasty question for an Ent. They all looked down in thought of the others, then solemnly looked up at Greendale. in progress [ May 08, 2003: Message edited by: Eressië Ailin ] __________________ Holy angel, in Heaven blessed... My spirit longs with thee to rest! ~Faust Never judge a book by its movie. ~J. W. Eagan By the big slippers of big slipperdom! ~M. Gillenormand, Les Misérables My blog!