The Green Dragon Inn - Part 10 - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Kransha · 03-22-2004, 07:03 PM

Tobias Hornblower wandered through the raucous din, wading past folk of every age and size as if they represented some dense ocean to be forged with haste. He held onto the small tin mug clutched firmly in his hand with all his might, but could not stop the overflowing froth to splash out onto the unwary backs of some hapless inn-goers, though they didn’t seem to notice at all. The hobbit wore his finest and was acting in the most polite manner he could. Having abandoned the gaudy sequined vest that had been singed beyond repair that day which seemed so long ago, he wore his brightest, flashiest outfit and his warmest demeanor.

He heard countless noises, mugs clicking together noisily, the endless buzz and chatter of conversation, and, from the darker corner of the room, a smooth but stern melody. The elder gentlehobbit heard a cry for ale ring from nearby, and a fervent one at that. He normally would’ve ignored the plea, but he knew who it came from. It was Snaveling’s voice undoubtedly. Toby suddenly realized that the melodic tune that had just coursed through his ears was Snaveling’s, though the man’s course voice had been strangely altered for the better as he sung. 'Strange indeed.' thought the hobbit as he scurried to Snaveling.

“Here you are. It was you who called out for ale, was it not?” he chuckled.

Snaveling wrenched the brimming mug from Toby and imbibed most of its contents in an instant. After a great quaff, he lowered the vessel and nodded to the hobbit, seeming gratified enough to please Toby.

“Master Sna- I mean Snaveling…that was indeed a memorable piece of work. I am, for once, chagrined that I know not the ways of outsiders. The only songs I can sing are the more jovial tunes of the Shire, and they are naught compared to that. I suppose I can sin as well as the next hobbit, but you would not desire to hear my rambling tunes. You have more talent in song than I had thought, Snaveling.”

Snaveling nodded but Tobias could barely tell since most of his face was hidden by the mug again.

“Did I not tell you that you would do well to stay for this gala event? I promise you, my friend, by the end of this night we will all be a great deal happier. We will each pay our debts to this place for bringing us together. You have your way…and I most certainly have mine.”

Toby muffled another laugh as he patted his bulging vest pocket meaningfully and turned to the crowd.

Mad Baggins · 03-22-2004, 08:28 PM

Mirabell weaved in and out of the crowd, smiling politely and nodding to those who looked down at whatever was pushing them. Her blue sprigged dress swished about her legs and her hair bounced on her shoulders. She hummed a little tune and reached a table, where she sat down on a bench with a sigh. Mira tossed her curls out of her eyes and surveyed the scene. People milled about, enjoying the party and chatting with others.

Mira hopped off the bench and walked about in the crowd, looking for someone to chat with. She saw a young hobbit giving someone a brimming mug of ale, then patting his vest and turning away towards the crowd. Stepping towards him, she curtsied and said, "Mirabell Baggins. Would you like to have a chat with me?"

The young hobbit turned towards her, a bit startled at the sudden question. Mira smiled kindly and waited for a response.

Crystal Heart · 03-23-2004, 07:08 AM

Crystal looked around the room and shook her head.

"Actually I haven't seen Hama in a while. I will stay here, but I want you to know that I do not like the fact that you are risking your very life because of me. That being said, I thank you. I've never had anything stable in all my life. You have given me a great gift, one that I wish I could give back to you," Crystal said as she continued to look around the room.

Everyone was in high spirits, something that Crystal hadn't seen in a long time. She smiled. This was her new home. This was her new life. No one, not even her father would take this away from her. Everything was going to be alright now.

Witch_Queen · 03-23-2004, 08:50 AM

Aduthondiel
"Crystal there is nothing to regret and only everything to be thankful for! Always remember that what I have given you is something that anyone can take back. I am sorry that I had originally planed on ending what you have now got. I only wish that I had been there with you longer." Aduthondiel knew that what she was going to do would only make her life worse. "I just don't want to loose Count. He's my best friend." She could tell that everything she had accomplished would be the best things she had ever done in her life. "Crystal I hope that I can return to the Shire some day."

Aduthondiel was glad to see that everyone was in such happy moods. She knew it was now official that the Inn was complete and her life was going back to the same horrible state. "Crystal if you see Hama tonight tell him I need to see him. Perhaps I won't have to face your father alone. Who knows what mood he is in now." In the end I know I will regret my decision. If only I hadn't let my emotions get in the way of my duties. Aduthondiel would soon be alone in the world. "Crystal do you remember when you was just a little girl and no matter how hard your father tried he couldn't keep up with you. Now those were the days." Yes but that was also the time that I had first vistited Rohan and didn't know what it would be like to be a Elf shield maiden of Rohan. Oh well it was still the good days. She couldn't remember a time when she was happier. For once in her life she didn't have to worry about whether she would complete her duties or fail only to disappoint the general.

"Yeah those were the good days. Back then the only pleasure in my life was watching you and your father." She missed the easy life which was never easy to begin with. "I wonder what ever happened to those days." The past only seemed better to her when she compared it with her life today.

03-23-2004, 07:08 AM	#3
Crystal Heart Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Rohan Posts: 568	Crystal looked around the room and shook her head. "Actually I haven't seen Hama in a while. I will stay here, but I want you to know that I do not like the fact that you are risking your very life because of me. That being said, I thank you. I've never had anything stable in all my life. You have given me a great gift, one that I wish I could give back to you," Crystal said as she continued to look around the room. Everyone was in high spirits, something that Crystal hadn't seen in a long time. She smiled. This was her new home. This was her new life. No one, not even her father would take this away from her. Everything was going to be alright now. __________________ "What you see is exactly what you get. Don't say I didn't warn you."

03-23-2004, 08:50 AM	#4
Witch_Queen Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Pandora's box... "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" Posts: 344	Aduthondiel "Crystal there is nothing to regret and only everything to be thankful for! Always remember that what I have given you is something that anyone can take back. I am sorry that I had originally planed on ending what you have now got. I only wish that I had been there with you longer." Aduthondiel knew that what she was going to do would only make her life worse. "I just don't want to loose Count. He's my best friend." She could tell that everything she had accomplished would be the best things she had ever done in her life. "Crystal I hope that I can return to the Shire some day." Aduthondiel was glad to see that everyone was in such happy moods. She knew it was now official that the Inn was complete and her life was going back to the same horrible state. "Crystal if you see Hama tonight tell him I need to see him. Perhaps I won't have to face your father alone. Who knows what mood he is in now." In the end I know I will regret my decision. If only I hadn't let my emotions get in the way of my duties. Aduthondiel would soon be alone in the world. "Crystal do you remember when you was just a little girl and no matter how hard your father tried he couldn't keep up with you. Now those were the days." Yes but that was also the time that I had first vistited Rohan and didn't know what it would be like to be a Elf shield maiden of Rohan. Oh well it was still the good days. She couldn't remember a time when she was happier. For once in her life she didn't have to worry about whether she would complete her duties or fail only to disappoint the general. "Yeah those were the good days. Back then the only pleasure in my life was watching you and your father." She missed the easy life which was never easy to begin with. "I wonder what ever happened to those days." The past only seemed better to her when she compared it with her life today. __________________ And when this life is over... and I stand before the God... I'll dream I'm back here standing in my nowhere land of Oz.....

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03-22-2004, 07:03 PM	#1
Kransha Ubiquitous Urulóki Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: The port of Mars, where Famine, Sword, and Fire, leash'd in like hounds, crouch for employment Posts: 747	Tobias Hornblower wandered through the raucous din, wading past folk of every age and size as if they represented some dense ocean to be forged with haste. He held onto the small tin mug clutched firmly in his hand with all his might, but could not stop the overflowing froth to splash out onto the unwary backs of some hapless inn-goers, though they didn’t seem to notice at all. The hobbit wore his finest and was acting in the most polite manner he could. Having abandoned the gaudy sequined vest that had been singed beyond repair that day which seemed so long ago, he wore his brightest, flashiest outfit and his warmest demeanor. He heard countless noises, mugs clicking together noisily, the endless buzz and chatter of conversation, and, from the darker corner of the room, a smooth but stern melody. The elder gentlehobbit heard a cry for ale ring from nearby, and a fervent one at that. He normally would’ve ignored the plea, but he knew who it came from. It was Snaveling’s voice undoubtedly. Toby suddenly realized that the melodic tune that had just coursed through his ears was Snaveling’s, though the man’s course voice had been strangely altered for the better as he sung. 'Strange indeed.' thought the hobbit as he scurried to Snaveling. “Here you are. It was you who called out for ale, was it not?” he chuckled. Snaveling wrenched the brimming mug from Toby and imbibed most of its contents in an instant. After a great quaff, he lowered the vessel and nodded to the hobbit, seeming gratified enough to please Toby. “Master Sna- I mean Snaveling…that was indeed a memorable piece of work. I am, for once, chagrined that I know not the ways of outsiders. The only songs I can sing are the more jovial tunes of the Shire, and they are naught compared to that. I suppose I can sin as well as the next hobbit, but you would not desire to hear my rambling tunes. You have more talent in song than I had thought, Snaveling.” Snaveling nodded but Tobias could barely tell since most of his face was hidden by the mug again. “Did I not tell you that you would do well to stay for this gala event? I promise you, my friend, by the end of this night we will all be a great deal happier. We will each pay our debts to this place for bringing us together. You have your way…and I most certainly have mine.” Toby muffled another laugh as he patted his bulging vest pocket meaningfully and turned to the crowd.

03-22-2004, 08:28 PM	#2
Mad Baggins Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: A place where after thunder golden showers come falling like a rain of flowers. Posts: 371	Mirabell weaved in and out of the crowd, smiling politely and nodding to those who looked down at whatever was pushing them. Her blue sprigged dress swished about her legs and her hair bounced on her shoulders. She hummed a little tune and reached a table, where she sat down on a bench with a sigh. Mira tossed her curls out of her eyes and surveyed the scene. People milled about, enjoying the party and chatting with others. Mira hopped off the bench and walked about in the crowd, looking for someone to chat with. She saw a young hobbit giving someone a brimming mug of ale, then patting his vest and turning away towards the crowd. Stepping towards him, she curtsied and said, "Mirabell Baggins. Would you like to have a chat with me?" The young hobbit turned towards her, a bit startled at the sudden question. Mira smiled kindly and waited for a response.