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Calad was glad to be unbound. He didn't mind the blood all over his crisp, white robes though. Soon they set off to business, for the sun was climbing up higher into the sky until it was afternoon and the merry elves of Rivendell were going about their business. Taralquamegil glanced through the window, then back at Calad. "We shall continue," he said. "A few more questions. Do you remember your name? Your family? Where did you come from?"
Calad looked down as he asked, not knowing which question to answer first or most of the answers to the question. He mumbled, "Came from Mirkwood.." Taralquamegil replied, "Ah, Greenwood the Great? Do you know of any family that live there?" Calad mumbled, even more softly, "Not really..." Taralquamegil reached forward, touching Calad's cheek gently and pushing it up. The elf jerked his face away, feeling tears of exhaustion and frustration, long welling up. When will he stop? thought Calad. Instead of keeping it in his mind, he murmured, "When will he stop..." Of course, Taralquamegil heard that, and assumed that the other elf was referring to him. "I shall not stop until you are healed," he retorted. "The more you cooperate, the quicker I can leave you alone. Now, you mentioned living in Greenwood. But you do not know of your family? Perhaps I may accompany you to a trip there, until you recognize someone." Calad perked up a little, knowing that he would probably go home, to his small wooden hut in the forest. But his face didn't change. Meanwhile, outside, the guards still stood watch. So far there were no loud noises or pounding, but they heard noises from other matters. The two dark-haired elven guards hesitated; they were supposed to guard the room and only the room in case something went wrong. The elf on the right, closest to the noise from the faeries and other guards, said, "Perhaps we should aid them, Gurtharas?" The other guard shook his head. "Nay, Luinfileg, they can handle it themselves. We have our own job to tend to, no matter how dull it may be." He grinned slightly, then went back to silence. [ October 11, 2002: Message edited by: The Fifth ]
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>*claps hands like a 5 yr old* Yeah, good idea!<
Kalia followed suit and dove to Amyn. She landed gracefully with Sorell next to her and stood, her hands on her hips. "What are you doing, following us like that?" she asked, giving Amyn a slight glare. Before she could answer, all three were seized by rough hands, and before anyone could do anything, bags were over their heads and they had been tied up. Kalia screamed as the three were roughly picked up or dragged to where ever they were being taken. Kalia, who was being dragged, was knocked unconscious as her head struck a large rock. >Good?<
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>*starts grinning inanely and clapping hands* good! good! more more more! again!<
Sorell tried to wriggle away, but the arms of their attackers were far too strong, and he was still weak. He lay still, tensing his body, in the hope that it would make him more difficult to drag. He could hear Amyn cursing with a mouth to shame a brigand. If he could get one hand free he could burn the bag, but both hands were twisted, excrutiatingly painfully behind his back.His mouth was near the arm of one man, so he could lean forward and bite him. Sorell wriggled his head forward, inch by inch, then clamped his teeth down on the man's arm hard. He yelled, and Sorell was thrown to the floor. He immediatly tried to get up and run off, but one huge, heavy boot came down on his ankle. He heard a snap like a gunshot, then incredible pain came and he almost blacked out. Before he could, the man swung him up on his shoulder, and Sorell went back to thinking up a plan for their escape.
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(OoC- Im here and on the way to be captured!)
Nayru wakes with a jolt, and starts to gather her things. She jumped up and flew outward toward a valley. At sunset, she sees men with big sakes and tries to get to them. "I wander who that is?" She flies within ten feet of them and feels something grab her ankle, and she is pulled to the ground. "Get off of me!! Leave me alone!" She hears Sorell yell slightly, and she wringls and kicks the man. "Let GO!" She feels a sharp pain in her neck, and is knocked unconcious.
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>Yay! ^.^<
Kalia said up with a groan, hearing Nayru scream. She shook her head, rubbed where she had hit it, and kicked at the man dragging her by her leg. "Get off me!" she yelled, rising into the air. She flew back down at the men, pelting them with little rocks she had been saving. Why, she had no idea. ^.^
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Thengise decided to go walking in the woods while she waited for the healer to finish his conversation with Calad. She looked to a small waterfall. It was beautiful and reminded her of her home. She sat on a rock by the waterfall and listened to the soft pounding of the water. She looked at the small lake which came forth from the waterfall and saw her reflection. Her head jolted up as she heard loud screams coming from the forest.
She ran in the direction of the piercing screams to see what was going on. As she approached the elves she stopped quietly behind a tree. She took a peak and saw some big bags being dragged by the elves. A few seconds later she noticed that the objects in the bags were moving. She gasped as she heard her faery friends' cries for help coming from the bags. "What do you think you are doing?"Thengise asked the elves as she stepped forward from behind the tree. "We were just taking these flying creatures to the cells were they can do no harm, my lady,"one of the elves spoke up. "They are no harm to us and are in fact my friends. Let them go,"Thengise said softly trying to maintain her patience. The elves looked at each other trying to decide what to do. Finally one nodded and they dropped the bags and faeries with a loud thud.
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Sorell sat up and yanked the bag from his head, taking big gasps of fresh air. He pulled the right boot off to look at his ankle, and was horrified to see it, bruised and swolllen. He tried to get up, but his ankle wobbled and gave way.
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Kalia yanked the bag off her head as she heard Thengise.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" she yelled to Thengise, rushing to Sorell. "Are you allr right?" she asked, helping him up.
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"My- my ankle. Hurts." Sorell whispered. He pulled away from Kalia and sat down heavily. He huddled up in a little ball and closed his eyes. He was tired and confused, he just wanted to be away, home at Mirkwood.
Kalia heard small whipers coming from her friend, and leant over to pull back the curtain of long red hair that obscured his face. Sorell was crying! In all the time- and over 1000 years is a long time- that she had known Sorell, he had only cried once, and that was in his room with the door locked. Now here he was, sitting on a mountain top in full view of everyone and sobbing like his heart would break.
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Thengise looked sadly over at Sorell. She walked over to him to him and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. She knelt down beside him and whispered an elven chant in his ear to soothe his pain. "You will be alright,"she ended. She looked up at the elves who were just staring. "Come and help me take these faeries to Elrond. Take good care not to hurt them,"she instructed as the elves slowly lifted Sorell, Kalia, Nayru, and Amyn.
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Nayru jumped out of the Elves grasp and says, "I'll be all right. I can walk. It's my neck that hurts, not my legs."
Nayru walks slowly next to the man that carried Sorrell and strokes Sorell's hair softly and coos in Fae: "It'll be all right Sorell. Astril. We'll see Mirkwood again. Don't you worry."
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Sorell shook her hand off his head, and curled up further.The tears had stopped, but the pain was there. He could not blot out the picture of Mirkwood, with its trees glistening in the eve light, the moon wafting high above their branches, the soft twilight song of the faeries as they darted around and in & out of the dense canopies, in impulsive games of chase. The forest floor was wet and dewy, a strange aromatic smoke lifting and blowing lazily over it, and the dry, fallen leaves thick on the bluey grass.
Sorell whimpered from homesickness and Nayru's hand came back onto his head. Although it wasn't excatly welcome, he didn't shake it off. At long last, he felt himself being placed on a soft bed, and he fell asleep, into an uneasy sleep in which a picture of his home vanished into smoke and dust. He unconciously grabbed at the air to keep some to him, but his slender fingers closed over nothing. He twisted and turned, the uncomfortable sensation of being watched always there, and his hot, feverish brow felt on fire. >dun ask wots going on i have no idea. Maybe he's delirious...<
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Nayru rubs his head for a little longer, then he rolls over in the elves' hands, and she lowers her hand and goes up to Thengise.
"Thank you for coming to help us. Those elves were really hurting us. They did something to my neck so that I can barely stand it. And poor Sorell, they hurt him really badly. He won't even let me talk to him, and that's odd. He would listen to me talk for an age if need be. Some Elves just really disgrace that wonderful creation. My father's mother was an elf, and I loved her dearly the little time I knew her. But those Elves ashame the whole race." She looks at Thengise sadly and then walks back to Sorell and rubs his hair again, and looks to the sky. [ October 17, 2002: Message edited by: ArwenBaggins ]
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>I dunno what to post! >.< sorries!<
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Days flew faster than Smaug in Rivendell.Collette learned later that in her homesick obliviousness she had neglected to help her friends. She vowed never to go off and feel sorry for herself when there were others to be helped again.
In an effort to apologize for her behavior, as well as recooperate back to her old cheery self, she picked flowers for her tormented friends. A large bundle of wild Nimprodel and Elanor flowers and a cookie she brought to each faerie coloring their sick rooms with silvery blues, purples and riots of orange,red and pink. Hues of friendship and love streaked their walls and put them a bit higher spirits for days. To Calad she picked a particularly fresh and bright bouquet, with a particularly large and sweet cookie to help him with his pains. Even Calad seemed lightly touched and even stopped to sniff the aroma of the flowers that wafted and filled the room before giving her a low, half-hearted growl. She left Calad's room later that evening, contemplating a question that deeply scraped away at her mind. She so dealy longed to ask the healer "Can I help?" But she feared that all she was required for now was comfort and perhaps a laugh or two. But still, she would ask. <<I know i powergamed. I will change anything if anyone is bothered!>>
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'Twas another day and another fine day for a session of healing. Taralquamegil strode once more into the chamber. Before he came in, the room has been cleaned up from all of the mayhem that Calad had caused a couple nights earlier. His roving eyes couldn't help but soften at the sight of the flowers; a beautiful thing in the midst of the plain whiteness of the room. Calad was sitting upon a chair, a new one to replace the shattered and splintered one. He was hunched over, as he always was after the accident on the tree-top, and staring dully at a piece of parchment on the desk.
The healer stepped up next to Calad's left side, looking over his shoulders at the spidery runes, Tengwar to be exact, printed in ink on it. Taralquamegil was an elf of healing, not one of writing and learning, and could not make out the writing. His voice was a bell ringing softly over the peaceful silence. "What is that you are looking at? Come now, we will continue. Did you rest well in this Last Homely House?" Calad stood up stiffly, twisting his head so that his eyes met with the healer's. Just then a hobbit-lass came in, her bare feet pitter-pattering on the floor. It was Collette, to be exact. She looked a bit nervous. Calad immediately set his gaze upon the small creature that he recognized. Taralquamegil did not know her, but looked gently upon her as to calm her down. ".. Can I help? Please?" pleaded the halfling. Taralquamegil had an amused smile curving on his lips. After a brief second, he replied in his usual quiet voice, like wind in the trees, "Yes, of course. Take caution. It seems that he knows you, as well. Who are you?" (( I apologize for powergaming, as well. And ColletteTook, your vocabulary is quite interesting and wonderful to read. I am glad of that, keep it up! ))
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Collette drew herself up regally and prepared to announce that she was part of the company that had escorted him to this acclaimed sanctuary (and Collette believed it), but instead she mustered her wits and bit her prideful tongue and replied "Collette Took.A friend."
Simple and hobbit-like. The healer looked down to her as if to read her thoughts, for there were many flying around her in such a state of anxiousness. But at last, he nodded curtly, a hint of a smile playing his face with an emotion unknown. Collette trounced along behind the elves in a gleeful, victorious rush. To be helping, finally doing more than what others thought her to be capable of, and at the same time be helping someone who had grown near and dear to them all, was one of the greatest rewards she would ever re-account in her lifetime. <<How very kind and courteous of you fifth! I told you i had been puttering about in dictionaries!>> [ October 22, 2002: Message edited by: ColletteTook ]
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It was pitch black when Sorell woke. He rose from his bed and went to the window. The fever had passed, but his head still pounded. He had no idea of the day or time.
Sorell pulled up the sash window, and hooked one leg out. Then he grasped the top of the window and swung the other leg out, till he was sitting on the windowledge. He let go, and dropped swiftly until he let out his wings and flew. He knew it was dangerous, but he stayed close to the buildings, and once peeped into Nayru's window. She was curled on the bed, fast asleep. Suddenly, Sorell recalled how she had stroked his head when he was ill, and how sad she must have been, because really she loved him like a brother. He silently dropped from the window and flew quickly to the garden, the rose bushes. Nayru liked...what was it? White roses. Yes. He gathered a bundle, ignoring the scratches on his fingers, and took them to his room. The window was left open, so he hovered inside just long enough to grab some pretty paper that had been lying around in his bag for some time. He flew out, round to Thengise's room (she was bound to have what he wanted) and looked in. The window was open, and there was a dark lump in the bed. He looked on the dressing table, and reached out his arm to grab- yes, that's what he wanted. A ribbon. Working outside, he wrapped the stems in the paper, secured it with the ribbon, and flew back to Nayru. She was still fast asleep- he even poked her gently, and she rolled over and murmered something. He dropped the flowers on her bedside table, then flew out, smiling a little. When he got back to bed, it was daybreak already.
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Kalia sat up in her bed. She stood and walked to the window, pulling open the shades.
"Daybreak all ready?" she murmured. She had stayed up all night, not being able to sleep. She sighed and wandered back to her bed. Her wings popped out and she stood and walked to the opposite wall. Smiling, Kalia took off, running to her bed, and at three feet away from it, she took off into the air and made a loop, swerving and steering herself under her blanket. She smiled. "That was fun," and her eyes closed.
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Nayru awoke with the morning sun in her eyes, and she rolls over, seeing the White Roses on her table.
"Sorell." She said with a smile. She opened her wings and flew out the small window, and saw Sorell sitting by his window, looking sleepy. "Thank you Sorell. I loved the White Roses." She lightly pecked his cheek with a kiss, and she slowly walked to the window with a smile on her face, looking at the bright day.
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Sorell blushed. He went and stood next to Nayru.
"Well, I just wanted to say thanks. For everything. But please, could you stop kissing me? You're like my little sister. I want to protect you, and we are such close friends that I do love you, but not really in that way." He looked at Nayru, who smiled gently. "But if you can't kiss your friends, who can you kiss?" she said. Sorell sighed, and rested his head in his hands. "Just don't. My- my mother- well, I don't remember much of her but I do know she always used to kiss me on my cheek, or forehead, or nose. Just like you. And although I love my mother, she's dead, and nothing will change that. So for me, the best thing to do is remember in my head, not out loud. Then maybe the pain will go." He put his hand on Nayru's shoulder and let out his wings, hovering up and over the balcony. "I'm sorry." He kissed Nayru on the top of her head and flew off. Sorell sat up on the roof, trying to forget what had just happened. He suddenly realised it was morning, and flew down to the dining room to get some breakfast.
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Nayru smilied and watched Sorell fly away, and she said to herself, as if in a prayer: "So it will be. I will always love you like a brother Sorell. I know you mother is watching you, guiding you, along with mine. They watch over us both. They help us make our decisions. Thank you Sorell, for giving me the love of a brother I have never had. Thank you for everything. My Eru Bless you."
She outstreched her wings, and flew into a busling dining hall for breakfast. (OoC: EDIT- i knew we were doing paste tense Collete. I just screwed up. i fixed it [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]) [ November 06, 2002: Message edited by: ArwenBaggins ]
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<<OOC: i just wanted to tell you in case you didnt know Arwen Baggins, your replies are in the present tense and I think we are playing in the past tense, just so you know...im not trying to be rude, if i am just tell me to shut up, but im just trying to be helpful.>>
For the days ahead, Collette was seen often near or in Calad's room, anally fluffing pillows, fetching oddments of any sort for either the healer or Calad himself. She also stayed with him when he had no one to talk to, when he was alone, which was often for the faeries and Thengise were off on their own buisness now. Many of the times, she would describe to him the Shire, it's rolling green hills dotted with round little doors, and the cheery folk that lived inside them. He seemed to enjoy it, for the most part he dropped off to sleep when it was late in the night. [ November 06, 2002: Message edited by: ColletteTook ]
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The days that passed by in Rivendell soon became weeks. Taralquamegil the healer did everything he could to help Calad, along with Collette, but nothing really seemed to work, althugh Taralquamegil gained the elf's trust. At last, as Calad grew weary of the daily healing sessions without or barely any progress, even the healer came to give up hope. "Spirits are easily changed, but they are hard to change back into what they were," Taralquamegil once said to Calad as he stubbornly refused help.
Then one day, a snow-covered morn, to be exact, an amazing thing happened. It was at first just an average morning, with the golden sun climbing up the sky and shining proudly above the Valley, making the white snow glitter and dance. The sky was azure, but traces of grey clouds from the snow-fall were still loitering and annoying the sun. Calad sat in his room, at first brooding, then gradually pondering, then into deep thought. A clump of snow fell out from the full-handed naked tree outside his window. Then something clicked into his mind. The healing had worked, even though to others it had not. He quickly stood up. All memories were at first leaking into his mind, small trickles, then a stream, then a river of memories flowed in. Calad's eyes widened in surprise. Everything had come back, after all. Memories of childhood sprang up; his father, mother, his first horse, practicing the bow and arrow with his father, all of that. He also remembered his name. Swollen with happiness, Calad burst out of the house, not caring about snow that fell from the roof. Collette was just about to open the door, but luckily, heard his excitement and got out of the way before Calad could hit the door in her face. The hobbit blinked as she saw Calad smile for the first time. "I remember!" Calad exclaimed loudly. "Remember? What?" asked Collette. "I remember... everything! Even my name!" "And what is that?" she asked curiously. "..Gwaiglir... Wind-Song..." Calad calmed for a moment, then danced off to tell everyone else. That evening, he could now join the other Elves in joyous song, and Calad's voice rang the loudest. The light in his eyes was perpetual now as he laughed. "A fluttering wing of blue brings day anew. How glad the Sun is, to reclaim what is His! The sky is kept light and eager in sight. O distant blue, the Sun is for you. O distant blue, you stand beyond any hue. In a sky of might the blue slows in its flight, to no other place, and towards the empty space. O distant blue, the Sun is for you. O distant blue, come closer too. A ring of bells, a throng of sea-shells, and foam seeps into the sand as if lifted by a giant Hand, the hand of the wave; Oh! How much the waters gave! A distant blue stands anew. A distant blue has now flew. The shade of night descends as the Blue leaves the hands of golden friends, O how dark are the lands! Black has taken the skies for Blue now flies, and said Black to Blue, 'And the sky belongs to me too.'"
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Collette cried that night and danced for joy around Gwaiglir.
"I un-name you! No longer are you Calad, for you have found yourself and I am so very happy! Lo! Songs will be written in your honor, elf of many names" she had sobbed happily. He was a new person,no longer the hideous creature that was Snaga, sprung away from the terrifying being that was Calad, but evermore, Gwaiglir, an elf of Mirkwood who had won the love of many. Rejoicing and festivities in Gwaiglir's name lasted days, songs and merriment to follow each meal, each sunrise and sunset, and later that week Collette was found by Gwaiglir, packing her things with a weak little smile upon her face. "My time is over, my energy is spent, and no longer are my services needed" she explained, without him having to inquire her. " I wish all the luck I can bring your soul, for you have become a brother to me, Gwaiglir. May life be loved by you as long as your soul will allow." She folded into his hands, her locket with the engravings of her name. "Do not forget me Gwaiglir, as I could not forget you ever, take care of Thengise as she took care of you and give her my most sincere wishes, for I cannot bare to part with her in person" and with that she gave him a tight hug about the middle, and left Rivendell to where, she had no idea. It was said by many she wandered until her untimely death, of her own blunder (which was believeable), said by others' that she was taken arrest again in the Shire and penalized with her warrant, and said by others she settled down and made her own family, the one I should hope to believe is true, but no one knows. <<The story is meeting its end. For me, it has ended. Best wishes to you all, I hope we might meet in another RPG. Thankyou especially The Fifth for all your help.>>
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<<don't worry, I'll post but I don't have time right now. So I'll try to ASAP tomorrow>>
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>Yup. This is over, now that he's all better. Congrats to everyone on a great RPG. Seriously, I thought it would die right in the middle... Noting I do is ever finished... I'm so happy! Thanks for joining in the first place! (hugs them all* You guys rock!<
Kalia strode over to Gwaiglir, her pack in hand. She clapped a hand on his shoulder, and smiled. "Well, it seems to me like you no longer need me around, so I'm going back to Ithilien. >Wow, I remember!< If ever you need anything, or just want to see an old friend, just call and I'll come back, ok?" She smiled again and hugged him. "Best wishes, and may you be blessed the rest of your life. See ya around." She walked away and left the beauty of Rivendell for the squalor of the world beyond to her home.
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Thengise was happier than ever to see Calad or should I say Gwaiglir back to his own state. He really was all she had seen him to be under what had been his anger and sadness. Now he sang with the elves often and conversed much with them. Though at times she could see that he missed his home and family. Thengise had been very saddened at hearing of Collette's departure. "May your feet lead you to your love,"she whispered as she looked out the window.
She turned quietly and went forth into Gwaiglir's room. "Dear elf, I must leave now. I've been away from home far too long and I see that so have you. If you wish to go home then come now to Mirkwood with me and go once more to see your family,"she said softly with her small pack at hand.
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Sorell wandered along the corridors of Rivendell, taking in every scene. Calad was well, they would be going home soon. Sorell rested his elbows on a windowsill and looked out, the wind breezing through his hair. He reflected on the journey.
He had not been that important; they probably would have done quicker without him. Still it had been fun. He ran over it in his head, pausing at his favourite times. Cartwheeling through the sky with Nayru and Kalia, talking to Nayru, doing supposed trick riding to impress Collette. Sorell looked at the courtyard, the summer sun still beaming. The leaves were starting to drift down from the trees and one landed in his hair. He picked it out and let it flutter away. It was nature. Sorell was happy.
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Nayru stood on the main balcony of the castle, staring into the setting sun. She sighed deeply, and recalled all of the journey's memories: good and bad. Sorell walked up and stood next to her silently.
She turned around and said to him softly, "Sorell, I have to leave now. We are not needed here anymore. Calad is healed. Our business is done. Maybe our paths will cross again someday. Maybe we will meet Kalia, Calad, Thengise and even Collette again. I now you don't want to come and be bothered by little aggravating Nayru anymore..." (OoC- Alas, the story is about to close for me as well. *sob*)
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And so Calad decided to join Thengise and travel back to his home, Mirkwood. The rooms of the guests were swiftly cleaned up, and any belongings packed up and tied onto the group of ponies and horses. As Gwaiglir mounted a horse, a fine bay horse given to him by Elrond, and waited for Thengise. She joined him on her own steed, and soon they galloped across the bridge, past the Fords, and to the direction of the great Forest. The Faeries lingered a while, then soon left to their own homes.
A few months had passed, and yet Gwaiglir felt that a hundred years had gone by since the group first found him, in the darkness of the night, up in a tree, then calling a certain Faerie an 'oliphaunt'. He thought to himself as he rode, the horse's hooves beating against the dirt road. For days they rode, and soon the forest's tall trees loomed over their heads. Gwaiglir remembered this place; it was his home. The sights and smells of the woods were familiar and sweet, and soon they arrived at the Elven-King's halls. It was then that Gwaiglir found out about Thengise's royalty, and he never treated her the same ever since. The two indeed did fall in love, eventually marrying; but that is a whole different story. And so one day, he sat on a moss-covered stone, looking at the sky just hardly peeping through the thick layers of leaves, and sung. O Star Leaf, go calmly upon your leave, may you never fall from the Tree that keeps you in your sky. A restless sway brings your fears away, O Star Leaf dear Go with Moon Leaf near upon your Tree to-night. O Star Leaf, as wolves stand below, the Tree shall bend and yet grow for they stray forever so. Fall shall come and fate is fate, you fall from Tree to land on a spiked gate, as wolves wait with glee. O Star Leaf, do not fear. The Tree shall keep you dear. Moon leaves will shine for you For a tail's swing brings day anew. From Snaga to Gwaiglir, here ends the story of an Elf. ((It is the end for me, as well. All of you were very good roleplayers, and there were memorable times. At first this was in danger of becoming a 'chat RPG', but you have improved much! I hope to roleplay with you once more, and may the story of Calad never be forgotten, and never to be covered in dust and cob-webs.))
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>Why thank you Fifth. I'm sure I speak for all when I say I was truly touched by that. I thought I had wrapped up Sorell, but now Arwen has posted it seems not.<
Sorell turned to Nayru and to her immense surprise, put his arms round her and hugged her tightly. A wave of warmth flooded through them. "Sweet Nayru, I would never be tired of you. Come, let us fly through this place once more." They spread their wings and flew out through the window and high into the air. They were happy. >Ok, now I've wrapped up my character, so Arwen, please do not do another contrasting post! Love to you all, and hope we meet again sooon. Halbereth XXX<
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Nayru landed, and wiped her face free of tears.
"Goodbye Sorell. Maybe we will meet again." She hugged him back, and gathered her things and her horse. With one last look at Rivendell, she rode of into the darkening sky. (OoC- *waah* It's over! Thank you all for a great RP! Maybe we should consider asking about putting this into the Elvenhome??? Bye you all, and maybe, just maybe, our pathes will cross again. I love you all. Bye!)
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Spirit of Mist
Join Date: Jul 2000
Location: Tol Eressea
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Great job guys! We'd be glad to store this thread and its predecessor in Elvenhome if you wish. Do you want this thread closed so no one else posts here?
Everyone, start thinking about joining new games or starting your own! A thumbnail of the new forum structure will be posted in Hobbiton shortly.
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Yes, Mithadan, this RPG has ended. It may be closed and moved to Elvenhome, as well as the first portion of the RPG.
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Spirit of Mist
Join Date: Jul 2000
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Very well. I will do so. Congratulations again! Out of the hundreds of RPGs from the old Freestyle room, this is the third or forth to actually be completed. What's next for you guys?
There are three new games revving up in The Shire that will be looking for players. Another is on the launch pad in Rohan. We'd love to see some new Rohan level proposals as well. The new proposal form isn't ready yet, but you can do one (or more) the old way. Feel free to call upon me for help. And if any of you have Chasm access, there is a Rohan ("level 2") thread with some good RPG ideas as well. One of them is mine. If anyone wants to run it, I'd be glad to pass along my plot ideas.
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Jun 2002
Location: Inu-Yasha's home, next to him
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Really? Only three or four were completed? Well, everyone, pat yourselves on the back for a good job!
I'll look forward to any other RPGs, Mithadan! Ja ne!
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