Tol-in-Gaurhoth XVIII: The Play’s The Thing… - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Shelob · 02-20-2006, 04:03 PM

Or few lower

DRAMATIS PERSONAE
Shelob--Mad Scientist/doctor
AbercrombieofRohan--Retired Yeti Spotter
Saucepan Man--foreign dignitary
Farael--alchemist
Mormegil--soldier
Aiwendil--cook
Glirdan--musician
Formendacil--knight
Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant--shepherd
Nilpaurion Felagund--fishmonger
Lhunardawen--princess
Eomer of the Rohirrim--priest
Littlemanpoet--silversmith
Kath--beekeeper
Garin--baker
Holbytlass--governess
Anguirel--banker
Celuien--resident amphibian
Tar-Ancalime--ex-leper
Gil-Galad--devoted Lupine enthusiast
Boromir88--magistrate

ACT I

Scene i
Thunder and Lighting, Enter three WOLVES

First Wolf: When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lighting or in rain?
Second Wolf: When the hurly-burly’s done, when our task’s over and done
Third Wolf: That will be ere the rise of sun.
First Wolf: Where the place?
Second Wolf: Upon the Heath.
Third Wolf: There to meet with MacDeath.

Scene ii
A moonlight dappled forest clearing, Enter ABERCROMBIE

Abercrombie: (muttering) They made me retire. I could find a yeti, all I have to do is look. DO YOU HEAR ME? I WILL FIND A YETI!
(While she’s been mumbling a large, dark shape enters behind her)
Abercrombie: No yetis over there.
(She half turns, the shape moves closer and she spots it)
Abercrombie: Yes? I do believe it’s…yes, YES! A yeti! I’ve spotted a Yeti!!!!!
(The shape moves into a patch of moonlight and is revealed to be a giant bear.)
Abercrombie: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

(Exit, chased by a bear)

Scene iii
This and all following scenes take place in valley village Eaumor. Eaumor is nestled between mountains on its west and east. A river runs through the valley from North to South and runs along the Western edge of the village. To the east of the village is a dark (and very expensive) forest. The forest stretches across most of the eastern mountains and there lives within it the Mad Scientist/Doctor SHELOB. Everyone fears this mysterious scientist, yet since she’s come to their valley no one has died of sickness, injury or old age, for all that she’s kept these villagers alive and unharmed the rumours of her unnatural experiments are believed unquestionably by the residents of Eaumor.
It is early morning in the village square. The sounds of people waking up and beginning their day can be heard.
Enter GARIN and AIWENDIL

Aiwendil: Now Garin, I know you’re afraid of bees, but trust me. Just ask Kath for a little bit of honey and use it in your baked goods, it’ll make them much better.
Garin: (panicking slightly) But they’re bees! They can sting you!
(He backs away from Aiwendil. He trips into the shallow fountain in the square’s center and begins to scream)
Aiwendil: Garin, Calm Down!

(Garin has crawled out of the fountain but his continued screaming has drawn the attention of the other villagers, enter FARAEL, GLIRDAN, FORM, SPAWN, NILP, LHUNA, EOMER, LMP, KATH, HOLBY, ANG, CELUIEN, TAR, GIL, and BORO)

Littlemanpoet: Quiet! Quiet Garin! What’s the matter with you?
Garin: (stuttering) S-S-She’s…She’s…
Holbytlass: (trying to calm Garin) Who’s what dear?
Garin: Shelob. Fountain. Dead.

(This announcement gets quite the response, many villagers make dubious comments while a handful, including Eomer and Gil-Galad, rush to the fountain and pull out the ex-scientist/doctor’s mutilated corpse)

Celuien: My Fountain? MY fountain you say?
Gil-Galad: (while the body is being dragged out of the fountain) She’s been badly clawed up. This definitely looks like the work of at least two very unhappy werewolves. Three even, though it’s a little hard to tell for sure.
Eomer: I found this on her. It’s gotten rather wet but it appears to be a letter, written in her blood if not her hand.
Lhuna: Well? What does it say?
Eomer: (reading) Shelob hath murdered sleep and therefore Eaumor shall sleep no more, Death shall sleep no more.
Formendacil: “Death shall sleep no more” I don’t like the sound of that.
Farael: Nor do I.

(Enter MORMEGIL and SPM, from the Eastern forest)

Dancing Spawn: Hello, who are you two? Would either of you happen to know anything about this death, or have seen some suspicious looking wolves around?
Mormegil: We’ve just arrived here, the most we can tell you is that this morning, in the forest a little way from where we’d camped, we passed the remains of what we assumed was a villager. She was torn to pieces. A short distance from her remains was the corpse of a huge bear. Someone had put a good number of arrows into the thing, and cut off its head.
Saucepan Man: We’ve come with a message for Shelob, but The sight is dismal; And our affairs come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing.
Nilp: Excellent, well, I am…
Kath: Nilpaurion, leave be. This whole thing is smells fishy enough without you muddying up the waters.
Nilp:…a fishmonger. I was only going to sell them fish Kath, what else could I have said?
Tar-Ancalime: You know, I’ll bet the villager who’s remains they found was Abercrombie. She gave me some alms last night before heading off towards the woods, and I heard her muttering something about wanting to find a yeti.
Anguirel: Alms? For an ex-leper?
Boromir88: Enough! I suggest we all get settled for the day and gather back here in the square. We should do our best to track these beast-people down, may we be as lucky in our shots as whoever hunted down the creature which kill poor Abercrombie.

(Exaunt all but Glirdan)

Glirdan: (singing) When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estates,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain
'Gainst knaves and wolves we’ll shut our gates,
For the rain it raineth every day.

(Exaunt)

Scene iv
(The central square. Enter all)

02-20-2006, 04:03 PM	#1
Shelob Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: At the abysmal Abyss Mall. Posts: 276	Tol-in-Gaurhoth XVIII: The Play’s The Thing… Or few lower DRAMATIS PERSONAE Shelob--Mad Scientist/doctor AbercrombieofRohan--Retired Yeti Spotter Saucepan Man--foreign dignitary Farael--alchemist Mormegil--soldier Aiwendil--cook Glirdan--musician Formendacil--knight Dancing Spawn of Ungoliant--shepherd Nilpaurion Felagund--fishmonger Lhunardawen--princess Eomer of the Rohirrim--priest Littlemanpoet--silversmith Kath--beekeeper Garin--baker Holbytlass--governess Anguirel--banker Celuien--resident amphibian Tar-Ancalime--ex-leper Gil-Galad--devoted Lupine enthusiast Boromir88--magistrate ACT I Scene i Thunder and Lighting, Enter three WOLVES First Wolf: When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lighting or in rain? Second Wolf: When the hurly-burly’s done, when our task’s over and done Third Wolf: That will be ere the rise of sun. First Wolf: Where the place? Second Wolf: Upon the Heath. Third Wolf: There to meet with MacDeath. Scene ii A moonlight dappled forest clearing, Enter ABERCROMBIE Abercrombie: (muttering) They made me retire. I could find a yeti, all I have to do is look. DO YOU HEAR ME? I WILL FIND A YETI! (While she’s been mumbling a large, dark shape enters behind her) Abercrombie: No yetis over there. (She half turns, the shape moves closer and she spots it) Abercrombie: Yes? I do believe it’s…yes, YES! A yeti! I’ve spotted a Yeti!!!!! (The shape moves into a patch of moonlight and is revealed to be a giant bear.) Abercrombie: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! (Exit, chased by a bear) Scene iii This and all following scenes take place in valley village Eaumor. Eaumor is nestled between mountains on its west and east. A river runs through the valley from North to South and runs along the Western edge of the village. To the east of the village is a dark (and very expensive) forest. The forest stretches across most of the eastern mountains and there lives within it the Mad Scientist/Doctor SHELOB. Everyone fears this mysterious scientist, yet since she’s come to their valley no one has died of sickness, injury or old age, for all that she’s kept these villagers alive and unharmed the rumours of her unnatural experiments are believed unquestionably by the residents of Eaumor. It is early morning in the village square. The sounds of people waking up and beginning their day can be heard. Enter GARIN and AIWENDIL Aiwendil: Now Garin, I know you’re afraid of bees, but trust me. Just ask Kath for a little bit of honey and use it in your baked goods, it’ll make them much better. Garin: (panicking slightly) But they’re bees! They can sting you! (He backs away from Aiwendil. He trips into the shallow fountain in the square’s center and begins to scream) Aiwendil: Garin, Calm Down! (Garin has crawled out of the fountain but his continued screaming has drawn the attention of the other villagers, enter FARAEL, GLIRDAN, FORM, SPAWN, NILP, LHUNA, EOMER, LMP, KATH, HOLBY, ANG, CELUIEN, TAR, GIL, and BORO) Littlemanpoet: Quiet! Quiet Garin! What’s the matter with you? Garin: (stuttering) S-S-She’s…She’s… Holbytlass: (trying to calm Garin) Who’s what dear? Garin: Shelob. Fountain. Dead. (This announcement gets quite the response, many villagers make dubious comments while a handful, including Eomer and Gil-Galad, rush to the fountain and pull out the ex-scientist/doctor’s mutilated corpse) Celuien: My Fountain? MY fountain you say? Gil-Galad: (while the body is being dragged out of the fountain) She’s been badly clawed up. This definitely looks like the work of at least two very unhappy werewolves. Three even, though it’s a little hard to tell for sure. Eomer: I found this on her. It’s gotten rather wet but it appears to be a letter, written in her blood if not her hand. Lhuna: Well? What does it say? Eomer: (reading) Shelob hath murdered sleep and therefore Eaumor shall sleep no more, Death shall sleep no more. Formendacil: “Death shall sleep no more” I don’t like the sound of that. Farael: Nor do I. (Enter MORMEGIL and SPM, from the Eastern forest) Dancing Spawn: Hello, who are you two? Would either of you happen to know anything about this death, or have seen some suspicious looking wolves around? Mormegil: We’ve just arrived here, the most we can tell you is that this morning, in the forest a little way from where we’d camped, we passed the remains of what we assumed was a villager. She was torn to pieces. A short distance from her remains was the corpse of a huge bear. Someone had put a good number of arrows into the thing, and cut off its head. Saucepan Man: We’ve come with a message for Shelob, but The sight is dismal; And our affairs come too late: The ears are senseless that should give us hearing. Nilp: Excellent, well, I am… Kath: Nilpaurion, leave be. This whole thing is smells fishy enough without you muddying up the waters. Nilp:…a fishmonger. I was only going to sell them fish Kath, what else could I have said? Tar-Ancalime: You know, I’ll bet the villager who’s remains they found was Abercrombie. She gave me some alms last night before heading off towards the woods, and I heard her muttering something about wanting to find a yeti. Anguirel: Alms? For an ex-leper? Boromir88: Enough! I suggest we all get settled for the day and gather back here in the square. We should do our best to track these beast-people down, may we be as lucky in our shots as whoever hunted down the creature which kill poor Abercrombie. (Exaunt all but Glirdan) Glirdan: (singing) When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came to man's estates, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain 'Gainst knaves and wolves we’ll shut our gates, For the rain it raineth every day. (Exaunt) Scene iv (The central square. Enter all) __________________ A signature always reveals a man's character - and sometimes even his name ~Evan Esar. Pan for Everyone!