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Kuruharan · 01-29-2003, 11:02 PM

Kuruharan looked approvingly at the luxurious accommodations of Saladriel and Celery. Even if they were a bit strange, Elves and all...

The Questers were being entertained by the bunnies with food and drink. In Earnur's case a lot of drink. Halfullion kept to his usual food fussiness and would not eat the offered dainties. However, the rest of the Questers were most indecent in their pigging out, particularly Pimpi and Chrysophylax. Those two seemed to be engaged in a spirited competition to see just who could eat whom under the table. Although what Chrysophylax meant by "eating Pimpi under the table" might be open to speculation.

The not-Queen Saladriel was rather put out.

"*Sigh!* I am feeling slightly depressed because I had hoped to gain the advice of the wise Pettygast on my next shopping rampage, because of the rudeness of my guests, and because of the insufferable boringness of my clodish husband. I feel that I need to have my spirits lifted by some gratuitous adoration on the part of my bunnies, toadies, roadies, and flatterers!"

With that she snapped her imperious, yet lovely, fingers.

Instantly the room flooded with more bunnies, and Elf roadies and hangers-on than had ever been assembled since the last Led Silmarils concert.

"Speak words of adoration unto me!" commanded Saladriel. "Behold, I am the Keeper of the Great Salad Bowl of Saladriel!"

"Yes!" intoned the rabble of admirers.

"Perform the great chant of adoring me!" said Saladriel as she lay down on a couch, on the opposite side of the room from her husband.

The whole crowd started bowing and chanting in unison...

Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,
Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,

The chant began slowly and melodiously.

Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,

Then gradually it began to pick up speed.

Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,
Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,
Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,

"Ahh-ha-ha-ha!" sighed Saladriel. "This always makes me feel better! More my minions!"

Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,
Ohwha-ta-goo-siam,
Ohwha-ta-goo-siam!

The chanting was starting to take on a note of frenzy that was making Kuruharan a bit nervous.

Halfullion on the other hand stared wistfully at the pandemonium being unleashed around him.

"I wish that somebody would Ohwha-ta-goo-siam me." Halfullion said rather petulantly.

"Oh believe me," said Kuruharan with deep conviction, "I have rarely met anyone in my life that chant fits better!"

"Really?" asked Halfullion eagerly.

"Really!" said Kuruharan sincerely.

[ January 30, 2003: Message edited by: Kuruharan ]

01-29-2003, 11:02 PM	#66
Kuruharan Regal Dwarven Shade Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: A Remote Dwarven Hold Posts: 3,593	Kuruharan looked approvingly at the luxurious accommodations of Saladriel and Celery. Even if they were a bit strange, Elves and all... The Questers were being entertained by the bunnies with food and drink. In Earnur's case a lot of drink. Halfullion kept to his usual food fussiness and would not eat the offered dainties. However, the rest of the Questers were most indecent in their pigging out, particularly Pimpi and Chrysophylax. Those two seemed to be engaged in a spirited competition to see just who could eat whom under the table. Although what Chrysophylax meant by "eating Pimpi under the table" might be open to speculation. The not-Queen Saladriel was rather put out. "Sigh! I am feeling slightly depressed because I had hoped to gain the advice of the wise Pettygast on my next shopping rampage, because of the rudeness of my guests, and because of the insufferable boringness of my clodish husband. I feel that I need to have my spirits lifted by some gratuitous adoration on the part of my bunnies, toadies, roadies, and flatterers!" With that she snapped her imperious, yet lovely, fingers. Instantly the room flooded with more bunnies, and Elf roadies and hangers-on than had ever been assembled since the last Led Silmarils concert. "Speak words of adoration unto me!" commanded Saladriel. "Behold, I am the Keeper of the Great Salad Bowl of Saladriel!" "Yes!" intoned the rabble of admirers. "Perform the great chant of adoring me!" said Saladriel as she lay down on a couch, on the opposite side of the room from her husband. The whole crowd started bowing and chanting in unison... Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, The chant began slowly and melodiously. Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Then gradually it began to pick up speed. Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, "Ahh-ha-ha-ha!" sighed Saladriel. "This always makes me feel better! More my minions!" Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Ohwha-ta-goo-siam, Ohwha-ta-goo-siam! The chanting was starting to take on a note of frenzy that was making Kuruharan a bit nervous. Halfullion on the other hand stared wistfully at the pandemonium being unleashed around him. "I wish that somebody would Ohwha-ta-goo-siam me." Halfullion said rather petulantly. "Oh believe me," said Kuruharan with deep conviction, "I have rarely met anyone in my life that chant fits better!" "Really?" asked Halfullion eagerly. "Really!" said Kuruharan sincerely. [ January 30, 2003: Message edited by: Kuruharan ] __________________ ...finding a path that cannot be found, walking a road that cannot be seen, climbing a ladder that was never placed, or reading a paragraph that has no...