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***Mithadan*** · 12-18-2002, 04:00 PM

Nardol had listened with disbelief to Gandalf's discourse concerning the Castle and his quest to wrest it from the control of Maladil's unresting spirit. 'Grey Wanderer' was a misnomer; this fool should have borne they name 'Grey Meddler'. He could discern no reason behind the quest.

If this Maladil had chosen to imprison his fea and those of his household in his Castle, so be it. What possible purpose could be served by seeking to lift the curse? And what profit could be derived from this venture? He could not understand why these people insisted upon following Gandalf blindly into danger. Might there be treasure hidden within the Castle's walls?

The Mannish girl (what was her name?), spoke to him, asking about his leg and his intentions. He looked at her as she sat, working on an embroidered cloth. He nearly laughed, pondering a brief vision of the woman attempting to hold a spectre at bay with a needle. "Bethberry has treated it with due skill," he answered. "Yet it aches badly. At least your comrade's aim was poor enough that it merely struck my leg rather than piercing my heart. But Men have ever lacked any mastery of matters of skill such as archery. As for where I will go, I think that shall be my own business."

Even as he spoke, he took note of her work, which was graceful and well-conceived. Then he dismissed this brief thought and hobbled on towards Rustal who greeted him with a nicker. "A fine job you did yesterday," he said to the stallion as he stoked its flanks. He fished a brush out of his pack and began tending to the horse. Even as he worked, he debated his course.

Bring this to him and, if your pride will allow it, perhaps you should accompany him for a time for it may be to your benefit. So had said Elrond who many considered to be wise. Benefit. Perhaps Elrond foresaw some profit to this venture. And if this quest were at Elrond's behest, perhaps assisting the Grey Fool in this venture and protecting the wizard from the pack of wolflings he had recruited might glean Nardol some greater respect in Elrond's house. Surely it would silence the sanctimonious Glorfindel.

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12-18-2002, 04:00 PM	#157
*Mithadan* Spirit of Mist Join Date: Jul 2000 Location: Tol Eressea Posts: 3,393	Nardol had listened with disbelief to Gandalf's discourse concerning the Castle and his quest to wrest it from the control of Maladil's unresting spirit. 'Grey Wanderer' was a misnomer; this fool should have borne they name 'Grey Meddler'. He could discern no reason behind the quest. If this Maladil had chosen to imprison his fea and those of his household in his Castle, so be it. What possible purpose could be served by seeking to lift the curse? And what profit could be derived from this venture? He could not understand why these people insisted upon following Gandalf blindly into danger. Might there be treasure hidden within the Castle's walls? The Mannish girl (what was her name?), spoke to him, asking about his leg and his intentions. He looked at her as she sat, working on an embroidered cloth. He nearly laughed, pondering a brief vision of the woman attempting to hold a spectre at bay with a needle. "Bethberry has treated it with due skill," he answered. "Yet it aches badly. At least your comrade's aim was poor enough that it merely struck my leg rather than piercing my heart. But Men have ever lacked any mastery of matters of skill such as archery. As for where I will go, I think that shall be my own business." Even as he spoke, he took note of her work, which was graceful and well-conceived. Then he dismissed this brief thought and hobbled on towards Rustal who greeted him with a nicker. "A fine job you did yesterday," he said to the stallion as he stoked its flanks. He fished a brush out of his pack and began tending to the horse. Even as he worked, he debated his course. Bring this to him and, if your pride will allow it, perhaps you should accompany him for a time for it may be to your benefit. So had said Elrond who many considered to be wise. Benefit. Perhaps Elrond foresaw some profit to this venture. And if this quest were at Elrond's behest, perhaps assisting the Grey Fool in this venture and protecting the wizard from the pack of wolflings he had recruited might glean Nardol some greater respect in Elrond's house. Surely it would silence the sanctimonious Glorfindel. [ December 18, 2002: Message edited by: Mithadan ] [ December 19, 2002: Message edited by: Mithadan ] __________________ Beleriand, Beleriand, the borders of the Elven-land.