[Belin]

What a day! I've really fallen behind! Welcome aboard, all of you! I like the variety of motives; I think when you come down to it, we're all spies here really. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]

Rosseil, I must say, the stolen horse is very funny.

In any case, I'm beginning to wish I could join in now (no wonder nobody wants to be a Green Elf yet), so I think I'll create a temporary character:

Remdil, of another race of Men. He is a bouncer of about 35, of great physical strength and little imagination. He's never considered the Silmarils in his life. He grew up in the small town in which we are presently, and he developed a strong affection for the inn you are currently turning into a rather disreputable den of plotters. In fact, it was partially owned by his uncle, who had no great affection for Remdil's father but was rather fond of the boy himself and essentially brought him up in the barroom of the inn. However, Remdil, an unambitious lad, never showed any interest in running the place, much less owning it, but the idea of being a bouncer very much appealed to him, and the rest is history. On the other hand, unfortuately, he isn't a very good bouncer, as should be obvious from the goings-on in here. Also, he's a little overly attached to the other side of the bar. His elderly uncle, however, will always defend him against all detractors as "a good steady lad, and none of your tricksters."

--Belin Ibaimendi

[ July 15, 2002: Message edited by: Belin ]