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Old 06-09-2002, 05:19 PM   #137
Rosseiliantiel
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Join Date: May 2002
Location: Hopelessly lost
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Rosseiliantiel has just left Hobbiton.
Silmaril

By the time she and Celeae had found any food, a parcel of lembas to be exact, Rosseil was finally drying out. In fact, she looked nearly normal, except for her robe. The dark material of the skirt was muddy and torn, and half of her sleeve had been burned away in the battle.
Roseil broke of a bit of Lembas and nimbled on it gingerly, to make sure it was ok to eat, i.e. not rotten, wet, poisoned or stale. Satified, she tore off a larger hunk and chewed it gratefully. Celeae had been distracted by the dragon's scale she held clenched in her fist, cooing "Ah, pretty!" and "Lovely sparklies!" until Rosseil smacked her over the head with a wooden spoon.
"OW!" Celeae looked mutinous. Rosseil glared back at her.
"Well, it is for your own good. Otherwise, you will simply stare at a dragon's scale forever and waste away. And then who would I annoy?" she said smugly.
"Probably, all of Middle Earth, knowing you. OR you might blow up small children. Who knows.Now pass the lembas!"

[ June 09, 2002: Message edited by: Rosseiliantiel ]
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