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mark12_30 · 09-13-2002, 02:17 PM

Gamba thought with surprise that the elders were approaching at a very rapid pace. "I've never known any of the elders to run before."

Sure enough, seven white-haired hobbits came puffing and sweating towards the water, led by the Loremaster. They approached Gamba, and Gamba stood (still holding Roka) and led them towards Levanto, waiting quietly in the shadows.

They all unceremoniously mopped their brows and faces with their sleeves, arranged themselves hastily, bowed deeply, and respectfully-- but quickly-- approached Levanto, with polite greetings. During the softly spoken greetings, unseen and unheard behind them, Phura arrived, slipped behind a rock, and waited. Gamba pretended not to have seen anything.

Levanto approved of both their haste and their respect. "I greet you all, " he intoned musically, and they bowed again. "You know that Levanto is my name. I am sent to bring you a message from the Lady Piosenniel; I am to inform you that Nitir and Azra have come."

A ripple of hopeful joy and gleeful expectation ran through the elders and they smiled and thanked him, and listened again. Loremaster fidgeted with delight.

Levanto shifted out of the shadows to the far lefthand side of the lip of the tunnel, placed his hands on the rocks again and with one practiced flip of his flukes, sat on the ledge with his back to the wall so that he could better be heard. The elders assembled around him, and he softly proceeded to outline the initial directions that Piosenniel had given him to give to the elders. He requested schedules, guard movements and information, and told them of further plans to contact them.

Gamba listened, hoping that he would be able to remember it all, but glad that the elders and the Loremaster all had a better memory than he did. He found himself wondering whether little Roka had understood any of it; the child in his arms was rather sharp. And then he thought of Phura hidden behind the rock, and knew he would remember every word.

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09-13-2002, 02:17 PM	#751
mark12_30 Stormdancer of Doom Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: Elvish singing is not a thing to miss, in June under the stars Posts: 4,349	Gamba thought with surprise that the elders were approaching at a very rapid pace. "I've never known any of the elders to run before." Sure enough, seven white-haired hobbits came puffing and sweating towards the water, led by the Loremaster. They approached Gamba, and Gamba stood (still holding Roka) and led them towards Levanto, waiting quietly in the shadows. They all unceremoniously mopped their brows and faces with their sleeves, arranged themselves hastily, bowed deeply, and respectfully-- but quickly-- approached Levanto, with polite greetings. During the softly spoken greetings, unseen and unheard behind them, Phura arrived, slipped behind a rock, and waited. Gamba pretended not to have seen anything. Levanto approved of both their haste and their respect. "I greet you all, " he intoned musically, and they bowed again. "You know that Levanto is my name. I am sent to bring you a message from the Lady Piosenniel; I am to inform you that Nitir and Azra have come." A ripple of hopeful joy and gleeful expectation ran through the elders and they smiled and thanked him, and listened again. Loremaster fidgeted with delight. Levanto shifted out of the shadows to the far lefthand side of the lip of the tunnel, placed his hands on the rocks again and with one practiced flip of his flukes, sat on the ledge with his back to the wall so that he could better be heard. The elders assembled around him, and he softly proceeded to outline the initial directions that Piosenniel had given him to give to the elders. He requested schedules, guard movements and information, and told them of further plans to contact them. Gamba listened, hoping that he would be able to remember it all, but glad that the elders and the Loremaster all had a better memory than he did. He found himself wondering whether little Roka had understood any of it; the child in his arms was rather sharp. And then he thought of Phura hidden behind the rock, and knew he would remember every word. [ September 14, 2002: Message edited by: mark12_30 ] __________________ ...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.