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Old 08-19-2002, 07:07 AM   #574
Rose Cotton
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
 
Join Date: Dec 2001
Location: A place worse then Mordor........School!
Posts: 1,075
Rose Cotton has just left Hobbiton.
Sting

ooc:That's kinda rude Mark. You know, I was never told I had to leave. That was just Child. Maybe I'll stay and bug you the rest of your miserable hobbit life! [img]smilies/tongue.gif[/img] [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
No, I'm joking. I want to see my made up friends again. Maybe I can pull everyone into another adventure. [img]smilies/evil.gif[/img]
Hey, Child, when you get PMed about our RP can you tell us what Elenna said?::

The journey was probably good for Rose. For one thing she could call herself Rose in her thoughts now. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] For another, she was able to discover somthing new about herself. This new discovery happened to be that SHE HATED COLD! For the first part of the journey she found it terrible when she was trying to look at what Maura had given her. During her time at the prison camp she had picked up a few words of elfish but she had trouble reading it. That was alright, she could just admire it for now. When she got back to the ship she could have Pio, no, Pio couldn't help her. She was dead.

Just then Rose relized what it would be like to go back to the ship now. There would be Daisy and Kali to great her. Along with Veritas, Khelek, and Mith. She would but it wouldn't be the same without Pio among them. For along time she cried. She pulled her hood closer around her face so that none could see.

The journey wasn't all that bad. Two things that made it better was being able to walk with Lindo. She knew what his choise was. Before now she would have argued with him. But when she saw him with the Snowhobbits she new that this was where he belonged. So being near him the remader of time they were together made her feel better.

The other thing that kept her spirits up was Ancalimon. She hadn't paid him much heed before now but as they trudged though the snow he seemed to be a beacon of light. A sign of hope. And he was so familar. Slowly, as she stared at Ancalimon's face, his floppy hat, his staff, her former memories started to come back. By the time they had stopped Rose was overcome with the urge to tell Lindo the story of the Third Age of Middle Earth. And a greater urge to tell Ancalimon to watch out for Balrogs. It was a sign that she really did have to leave. For even though she held her tounge it would be dangerous to have such information in this time.
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