Right you are, Birdie! I await your next riddle. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]
* Outwardly, Gandalf maintained a pleasant and smiling demeanor. Inwardly, bemused frustration was overtaking him. He'd hoped to have lost this riddle-game long ago, but the more he set his mind to purposeful failure, the keener he became at seeing the correct answers. *
* Taking note of the gathering crowd and the passing of time, Gandalf ordered plates of chicken and potato salad along with ale be brought out for the assembly, which now included Holly, Meneli, Estelarion, and of course Bird and himself. Seeing Bethberry's falcon, Gandalf scribbled a brief note and sent Wyrd off to deliver it to his friend. The note explained how the riddle-game was faring, and that the Riverdaughter's Daughter was invited to share in the chicken dinner outside, or have a plate sent up to her room, as she wished. *
* Meanwhile, the riddle-game must continue. *
[ August 30, 2002: Message edited by: Gandalf_theGrey ]
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