I'm glad. At first, with Lèoðern so interesting, Garmund seemed almost a cipher. That is happily changed. These things take time.... ;)

Poor Garmund. :( He's in such a pickle! Great stuff!

Uh, I made a deadline but this is too good to stop arbitrarily. We'll see this through until the last post is made, THEN start the new Day.

Okay. Thanks!

It's nice to finally know what to do with Garmund, though I'm really feeling sorry for the poor kid right now.

Sorry. Been busy. (And we had independence-day here yesterday)

I'll try to write something later today.

Hullo all,

Foley has asked me to add the following to the end of my post. It ties up Lys' story for that night.

I can't wait to see what happens in the next day. :)

~~~

"Thornden, what use can I be of here?" Lys turned and looked at him suddenly, an appealing look in his eyes "I do not want to be useless. It is more than a small worry for me. I want...you to be proud of me..."

“That shouldn’t be difficult,” Thornden said as lightly as he could, struggling with the impulse to be too serious. “I’m not a difficult fellow to please.” Lys didn’t smile. He was being serious. “We’ll find something that you can do successfully, Lys,” Thornden said as reassuringly as he could. “I promise you we will. And I will be proud of you. I already am. I picked you up half dead just a little while ago, a heap that barely resembled a human boy. And look at you now! Walking - and actually worrying about what work you can put your hands to! With such a want to work, you will go far, Lys, even if your body does remain weak in comparison with others, and even if your ankle never completely heals.

“Come,” he said after a small pause, “let’s go in.”

~~~

- Tara :)

I couldn't quite solve the situation as I need to go to sleep (early wake up tomorrow). But hopefully Celuien has time to get things forwards. And hopefully my post is okay too.

If people wish to go forwards we might make a save there to finish this. I guess it would take a post or two to reach a solution (+ it would be fun to have Lommy posting about Modtryth and Lèoðern).

I'm afraid I won't be ab;e to do anything until Saturday. Just got home now, and I'm off to NYC in the morning. Early in the morning... :rolleyes:

Sorry for the delay. :(

Good.

I will post something today (in a few hours) if I get an idea. If I don't, I won't write anything at all, since there's no hope of me coming online on weekend and I guess everybody wants to move on next week.

Okay, post's up. :)

Celuien, if you wish me to change something, just name it. Furthermore, I've written the post so that you can continue the "scene" if you wish, or then we can just leave it that way.

With two sulky boys and two fathers at wit's end, us readers want more! :D This day is not ready to end, so we will wait for either Nogrod or Celuien or both to post, depending upon what the story requires. So much going on so late at night! :eek:

:) I'm back.

I'll definitely continue this in the afternoon. But then I'm away Sunday and Monday. After that, I finally have a week off from all this train and automoblie (but no plane) business.

Celuien: Do your worst! I'll try to save what can be saved... :D

Really, it would be nice to have a reaction there from Garmund or Garstan as I left the things hang in the air waiting for a call for either of those two - or both.

I can try to come up with an idea where both of the kids would need to pull it out together, but it will be at earliest something like 24 hours from now...

Well, there it is. Garmund is behaving horribly. :eek:

I'll be back Tuesday.

I'll try to go for it after I get some sleep... but yes, Garmund is not making it easier... :D

Fun!

Oi! This is getting really exciting! Golly! Celuien, it's nice that Garstan's such an even tempered fellow.

Nogrod, we'll be looking forward to your next post very much, I think.

-- Folwren

We want more! We want more!

You're just sooo funny Cel and Nog.

And I'm not putting pressure on you, I swear.

That last one was hilarious, Celuien, but evidently I'm not spreding reputation enough.

Head Count
 

Okay, who needs to accomplish what on the following Day, and how many posts do you think it will take?

I'd like to make the following Day a "summary or tie up loose strings" Day; in other words, abbreviated and shortened. You know, like... Cut. Short.

As for me, Eodwine needs to have a continuation of the conversation with Saeryn, and needs to figure out what to do with Lefun and Ritun. And have Garreth and Harreld come up if Lhuna's character makes her grand entrance. ;) ;) You'll all just have to wait and see 'cause Lhuna and I ain't tellin'. :D

I would like to find out what Javan will be doing. And I think Thornden also needs to try to find something that Lys can do, but I'm not sure what there is, so perhaps he needs Eodwine's help, too. I'm not sure, though. We'll have to see.

-- Folwren

As usual, Farahil's off in Lin's direction doing manly Farahil things like sparring and sitting on boats under the stars.

Degas is having his own subplot thing, which doesn't really require anything from anybody, therefore isn't bound by 'day' constraints.

Saer's got to have follow up, and Elempi, I'm devoutly uncertain as to whether or not the reaction I foresaw so long ago will be the one she actually has. Really, it's just Saeryn I have to do anything with, and what happens to her is up in the air.

Celuien I have left it now so that you may continue a bit if you wish, but I think the day might be closed too - for our part, that is.

Hopefully the fathers made a good enough solution... We should make a deal about the details soon enough so that we can figure out whether it works or not. And possibly Lys could shake any emerging balance nicely too? :cool:

In a foreshortened day, all I'll have is one incredible book of a post, catching Lin's story up to the point where I can bring her home to roost.

Lhuna's coming? At last! Looking forward muchly to that.

Okay, rest assured that what you need to accomplish in a foreshortened (like that word) :) day, you will be able to. As for Saeryn doing something different than expected, :eek: no, really? You have got to be kidding! Unthinkable! After all, we're talking about the bringer of the red dawn as the writer, who'd o' thought that this particular character might have a chaotic bone in her body? My my my! :rolleyes:

At least you're devout about your uncertainty.

nods sagely. Really.

Tried to get B-W to change it to 'memento mori,' but I guess he just didn't want to accommodate my Nietzschean Middle English melancholy desires...

Really, she does. One or two.

Gotta believe in something. :cool:

I agree with Noggels; I think the two families need just one post by Cel that finishes the matter.

If elempi has any ideas what kind of jobs there would be for two young lads around that are not funny, we would like to hear about them. Otherwise Stigend and Garstan will have to come up with something relating to the building sites.

That is, of course, if the decision I made the men reach suits Celuien.

That was brilliant, Nogrod! I love it. :D

I'll have the response in a few hours. If Elempi has a suggestion, it would be great. Otherwise, I think I'm going to have them divide the day between mixing mortar for the stonework (I think there's still a little bit left to do) and cleaning/organizing/sharpening tools.

Scrubbing floors

Collecting horse apples from the paddock

Shoveling manure in the barn

cleaning out the latrine

washing dishes in the kitchen

chopping wood for the fire place

shearing the sheep

being (temporarily) apprenticed to someone unpleasant, or for an unpleasant trade like making yellow paint (guess what the primary ingredient is?) :D

All great ones, Elempi. :D

I don't think I want to intrude on Trystan's job. If there are no objections, shearing the sheep sounds like a really good one because they'll have to work together on that job...and I expect it would be rather difficult for inexperienced hands.

And after that turns out to be a disaster, they can be sent to shovel manure in the barn. :D

Yep, sheering sheep can be tough. There's a chapter in Farmer Boy by Laura Wilder about sheering sheep. That might give you an idea of how it's done.

Sounds amusing, folks. Can't wait to see it.

-- Folwren

Hmm. I don't have that book. But I think there was something in Far From the Madding Crowd. I might reread that before the boys go off tomorrow.

If Eodwine has sheep, let me know and I'll edit my post to reflect that. :)

Believe it or not... I'm still keeping a weather eye on this thread, waiting for a day change, actually...

Not that I'm in much of a hurry, to be honest.

Still, a new day means I'll probably get to posting again. If it's just a loose-ends-tying day, then I'll wait till the next "full" day.

Meanwhile... hop to it. I'm almost getting impatient, which shows how long it's been.

With that nudge by Formy, I will post a new Day by the end of tomorrow (NAEST), unless there are any fresh howls of protest.

Eodwine has no sheep. He is not a good Englishman. ;) But he ought to get some.

LMP...you must not have kids. Don't tell little boys to do anything that involves ickiness. Too much fun.

I thought I'd try to populate Eodwine's dream with every character at the Mead Hall, but there were too many! :eek: :D

So I fit in as many as I could. Anyway, I've sort of made some presumptions in regard to Saeryn. If you want me to change anything, Fea, just let me know...

nymphette...
 

*snicker*

I'll post my book tomorrow. It's already rather long, but I feel it still needs some polishing, and maybe some padding. We are going with the next day then?

How long will the gap be between this and the next day?

Man, that was off the cuff, but I guess I'll leave it. :rolleyes:

Good question. After we wrap up this short loose-ends tying day, what seems good?

By the by, no, I don't have kids. Nor was I particularly given to enjoying "ick" in my day. But "ick" for long, long hours of hard labor, not even the lustiest boy would like much. ;)

Aye, swear at her. That's the way to get a woman to stop. ;)

What's nymphette mean?

Yes, do leave it. It's stragely humorous. Your dream was saddening, too.

Not all boys enjoy ick jobs. Around here, the least favorite jobs for my brother are shoveling horse manure from the pen, cleaning the chicken coop, and hauling wood for the fire. The wood isn't ick, but I thought I'd add it, since he doesn't like it. But the first two are the ickiest job around the house. (I personally hate cleaning the bathroom, but that's because it's hard, not gross.)

-- Folwren

That could depend slightly on how much Nabokov he's read recently. [img]ubb/eek.gif[/img]:cool:

Elempi, I want to respond. Right now. You have no idea.

But I just got out of a final, just got out of the shower, and I need to finish a lengthy (and grade make-or-break'ing) paper on a study of sonnets to hand in in order to get in the door to take a second final in less than two hours and then I have to finish packing, run a few hopefully quick errands, and then I'm going to be in a car for quite a long time, after which I'm going to be at somebody else's house (with dial-up) for a week...

I honestly can't promise a single thing as to when I'm going to be able to respond properly.

Regardless, we know that Saeryn is leaving. So Feanor can post here and I'll add in her reponse to Eodwine, and then write something good-bye-ish for Eodwine.

For the present, we can continue; I'll edit the end of my last post to show Eodwine walking back to his rooms, all a-mix in his middle, betraying just that on his countenance. Et cetera. Carry on!

Nymphette means female water spirit, if you go by the Greek; A nymph is female, so the "ette" can't mean that or it would be redundant. So it means the same thing as cigarette as compared to cigar === small nymph. So a rough translation would be tiny nymph. In other words, a big nuisance! :D

Saddening dream? :eek: It was meant to be chaotic and hilarious; or at least crazy and dreamlike. *Elempi shrugs*

It was chaotic, and it was sometimes humorous (like when Falco was trying to tend to him), but when he was stuck in the mud, that was sad. It was like a very real dream, but it was still somewhat sad.

No time to post at present. I will get around to it before this Day is up and people are ready to move on.

-- Folwren