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piosenniel · 11-25-2002, 04:02 PM

Bullroarer stood on the tabletop and banged his thick cudgel three times on the thick wood.

All eyes now on him, he held aloft a pint of ale, and spoke loudly into momentary lull of voices.

'Come, fellow travellers to Rivendell. Pack up your belongings, and hurry to the Took mansion. The snow is getting deeper by the minute, and we must away soon. Dinodas, Lotho, Giles! Lead the way, lads!'

11-25-2002, 04:02 PM	#48
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Bullroarer stood on the tabletop and banged his thick cudgel three times on the thick wood. All eyes now on him, he held aloft a pint of ale, and spoke loudly into momentary lull of voices. 'Come, fellow travellers to Rivendell. Pack up your belongings, and hurry to the Took mansion. The snow is getting deeper by the minute, and we must away soon. Dinodas, Lotho, Giles! Lead the way, lads!' __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.