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***Mithadan*** · 05-01-2003, 02:43 PM

Mithadan stood by the bar near the entrance to the auditorium. He overheard several people asking when the awards would be presented and laughed. These people didn't know the Barrow-Downs very well. At the rate things were going, the presentation ceremony would begin sometime... he checked his watch... Monday, real time.

He snatched a glass of iced Stolichnaya from a table laden with shotglasses, crackers and caviar. He drained it, his first drink of the day, and grabbed a second to nurse for a bit. Then he grabbed a plate and filled it. All seemed well.

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In an alley behind the hall, an Orc stood guard in front of a service entrance. Suddenly a Hobbit appeared and aimed a rotten tomato at the Uruk. Hobbit aim being legendary for a reason, the tomato struck the Orc full in the face. With a roar, he raced off after the Hobbit.

No sooner had the Orc turned a corner than 6 figures dressed in black moved forward towards the door. Three were short and portly. The other three were tall, muscular and blonde. All were female and all were very determined. Looking about carefully, they opened the door and entered...

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Mithadan stopped by to greet Cuthalion and Maikadilwen. He complimented her striking outfit, then chatted with the two for a bit. He was about to turn away when he felt an overwhelming sensation of innocence radiating from behind him. Turning, he squinted at a nearby figure. His jaw dropped open. No, that was impossible. He sniffed at his vodka suspiciously, then drained it in a single gulp. He rubbed at his eyes, but the figure, and its aura of innocence, remained.

05-01-2003, 02:43 PM	#123
*Mithadan* Spirit of Mist Join Date: Jul 2000 Location: Tol Eressea Posts: 3,329	Mithadan stood by the bar near the entrance to the auditorium. He overheard several people asking when the awards would be presented and laughed. These people didn't know the Barrow-Downs very well. At the rate things were going, the presentation ceremony would begin sometime... he checked his watch... Monday, real time. He snatched a glass of iced Stolichnaya from a table laden with shotglasses, crackers and caviar. He drained it, his first drink of the day, and grabbed a second to nurse for a bit. Then he grabbed a plate and filled it. All seemed well. --------- In an alley behind the hall, an Orc stood guard in front of a service entrance. Suddenly a Hobbit appeared and aimed a rotten tomato at the Uruk. Hobbit aim being legendary for a reason, the tomato struck the Orc full in the face. With a roar, he raced off after the Hobbit. No sooner had the Orc turned a corner than 6 figures dressed in black moved forward towards the door. Three were short and portly. The other three were tall, muscular and blonde. All were female and all were very determined. Looking about carefully, they opened the door and entered... --------------------- Mithadan stopped by to greet Cuthalion and Maikadilwen. He complimented her striking outfit, then chatted with the two for a bit. He was about to turn away when he felt an overwhelming sensation of innocence radiating from behind him. Turning, he squinted at a nearby figure. His jaw dropped open. No, that was impossible. He sniffed at his vodka suspiciously, then drained it in a single gulp. He rubbed at his eyes, but the figure, and its aura of innocence, remained. __________________ Beleriand, Beleriand, the borders of the Elven-land.