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piosenniel · 09-24-2002, 01:42 PM

***** DALE *****

Sire?! A hint of a smile curved the corners of his mouth as he turned now to greet his son. He thinks I've called him here about another misdaventure! He watched Girion shift nervously from one foot to the other.

Bard laughed, out loud. A low rumble coming deep from within at first, then bursting out upon the surprised Girion. The King wiped the tears of mirth from his eyes, and drawing close to him, clapped Girion on the back. 'So, has it come to this?' he said, pouring the young man a glass of wine. 'That now when you are called before me you cannot help but think I have found you out in some misadventure?'

He smiled fully on his son, and handed him the wine. 'Let us drink to a new venture, Girion.' he said softly, raising his glass to him. 'Dale has need of someone who will represent her interests at Elessar's court. And you are just the man to do that for her!'

'To Dale! Long may she prosper!' Bard brought the glass to his lips and drained it.

Astonished, Girion lifted his own glass to meet his father's. 'To Dale!'

Once done, Bard brought forth the letter Thranduil's son had sent to Girion, and waited while he read it. They spoke, then, of the issues Dale wished to lay before Elessar. Girion asked many questions concerning different points, and Bard noted how quickly he had grasped them. His approach to understanding and resolving the questionable areas was different from Bard's, but the King marked the sharpness with which his son's mind viewed the intersecting problems and worked with them. A certain pride and hope took seed within him as he watched his son maneuver through the issues.

When they had finished speaking, Bard asked that Girion return tomorrow to receive the documents he would take with him. He bade Girion contact Orodan for the particulars of where and when to meet with his party.

Girion took his leave, and went to prepare for the journey.

The king poured himself another glass, and raised it toward the West.'My thanks!' he said.

Sipping his wine, he called for several of his trade advisors to meet with him in the small council room. It would be a long night, he was sure of it, but by the morrow, Girion would have the documents he would need to persuade Elessar.

[ October 09, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

09-24-2002, 01:42 PM	#13
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	*** DALE *** Sire?! A hint of a smile curved the corners of his mouth as he turned now to greet his son. He thinks I've called him here about another misdaventure! He watched Girion shift nervously from one foot to the other. Bard laughed, out loud. A low rumble coming deep from within at first, then bursting out upon the surprised Girion. The King wiped the tears of mirth from his eyes, and drawing close to him, clapped Girion on the back. 'So, has it come to this?' he said, pouring the young man a glass of wine. 'That now when you are called before me you cannot help but think I have found you out in some misadventure?' He smiled fully on his son, and handed him the wine. 'Let us drink to a new venture, Girion.' he said softly, raising his glass to him. 'Dale has need of someone who will represent her interests at Elessar's court. And you are just the man to do that for her!' 'To Dale! Long may she prosper!' Bard brought the glass to his lips and drained it. Astonished, Girion lifted his own glass to meet his father's. 'To Dale!' Once done, Bard brought forth the letter Thranduil's son had sent to Girion, and waited while he read it. They spoke, then, of the issues Dale wished to lay before Elessar. Girion asked many questions concerning different points, and Bard noted how quickly he had grasped them. His approach to understanding and resolving the questionable areas was different from Bard's, but the King marked the sharpness with which his son's mind viewed the intersecting problems and worked with them. A certain pride and hope took seed within him as he watched his son maneuver through the issues. When they had finished speaking, Bard asked that Girion return tomorrow to receive the documents he would take with him. He bade Girion contact Orodan for the particulars of where and when to meet with his party. Girion took his leave, and went to prepare for the journey. The king poured himself another glass, and raised it toward the West.'My thanks!' he said. Sipping his wine, he called for several of his trade advisors to meet with him in the small council room. It would be a long night, he was sure of it, but by the morrow, Girion would have the documents he would need to persuade Elessar. [ October 09, 2002: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.