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Daisy Sandybanks · 05-21-2002, 12:59 PM

Daisy, slowly opening her eyes, suddenly realizes that she had dozed off to sleep and that it is now quite late in the evening and, that for some reason, she has a throbbing headache. Slowly getting up, she also notices that her mug of ale has disappeared from its in the grass next to her, "how rude!" She exclaims, "just taking my ale like that…. Inconsiderate, greedy, little…" she grumbles on.

Sensing that she missed quite a bit of the action, Daisy wanders about, looking for a familiar face to talk to and chat with. "My, my! What has happened here…." She says, with a rather perplexed look on her face, "this is no joyful Hobbit party that I have stumbled on to, this seems as though a pack of drunken dragons had a duel with one another" she mumbles to herself. Looking at, and stepping over, all the debry strewn about the grounds and passed out creatures lying in very odd positions on the ground with wine and other liquor bottles propped up around them, she picks up a nearby half filled mug of ale sitting next to a quietly passed out, what seems to be, form of a Hobbit.

Daisy continues her search for some explanation of what exactly happened here, stopping occasionally to tend to her now painful headache. Wandering around a bit, Daisy begins to realize that this state of mess wasn't new when she got up, that all this had been here when she first came. Daisy hadn't realized that she hadn't remembered any of it, because at the time she was so exhausted. Then, at that very moment, something popped into Daisy's head.

She wasn't exhausted until after she had got that mug of ale that was gone when she woke up. "The funny thing is, I don't remember anything after that…. though…. Wait… I do remember doing something up on top of a table somewhere… oh; this can't be good…"Daisy mumbles to herself, stepping over a passed out Dwarf. Then something hits her "Wait a minute…. The ale wasn't… no, silly me, no one would do that to ale… would they?" She groans, "Oh, you foolish Hobbit you, what did Mother say to you? 'Don't ever attend a party thrown for a Barrow, You'll never know what might happen to you.'" Daisy looks down at her mug of ale that she had swiped off of some unconscious Hobbit a while back, and pours it out onto the ground. "Oh, what have I gotten myself into…." She mumbles one last time, quietly to herself.

05-21-2002, 12:59 PM	#192
Daisy Sandybanks Wight Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: California Posts: 101	Daisy, slowly opening her eyes, suddenly realizes that she had dozed off to sleep and that it is now quite late in the evening and, that for some reason, she has a throbbing headache. Slowly getting up, she also notices that her mug of ale has disappeared from its in the grass next to her, "how rude!" She exclaims, "just taking my ale like that…. Inconsiderate, greedy, little…" she grumbles on. Sensing that she missed quite a bit of the action, Daisy wanders about, looking for a familiar face to talk to and chat with. "My, my! What has happened here…." She says, with a rather perplexed look on her face, "this is no joyful Hobbit party that I have stumbled on to, this seems as though a pack of drunken dragons had a duel with one another" she mumbles to herself. Looking at, and stepping over, all the debry strewn about the grounds and passed out creatures lying in very odd positions on the ground with wine and other liquor bottles propped up around them, she picks up a nearby half filled mug of ale sitting next to a quietly passed out, what seems to be, form of a Hobbit. Daisy continues her search for some explanation of what exactly happened here, stopping occasionally to tend to her now painful headache. Wandering around a bit, Daisy begins to realize that this state of mess wasn't new when she got up, that all this had been here when she first came. Daisy hadn't realized that she hadn't remembered any of it, because at the time she was so exhausted. Then, at that very moment, something popped into Daisy's head. She wasn't exhausted until after she had got that mug of ale that was gone when she woke up. "The funny thing is, I don't remember anything after that…. though…. Wait… I do remember doing something up on top of a table somewhere… oh; this can't be good…"Daisy mumbles to herself, stepping over a passed out Dwarf. Then something hits her "Wait a minute…. The ale wasn't… no, silly me, no one would do that to ale… would they?" She groans, "Oh, you foolish Hobbit you, what did Mother say to you? 'Don't ever attend a party thrown for a Barrow, You'll never know what might happen to you.'" Daisy looks down at her mug of ale that she had swiped off of some unconscious Hobbit a while back, and pours it out onto the ground. "Oh, what have I gotten myself into…." She mumbles one last time, quietly to herself. __________________ Knowlege is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.