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Mighty Mouse of Mordor
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Child- I think Galhardir falling through the ice would be a good idea.
![]() Pio- I'll empty it now. ![]()
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Wight
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Pio--sorry about the signature. I forget sometimes. I've been trying to remember, but I posted that quickly and forgot. I'll try to remember from now on.
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Spirit of the Lonely Star
Join Date: Mar 2002
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Rinfan -
That was me with the sticky pen, and not Pio. ![]() ******************* Luindal's post up. I'm still looking for a spy from the good guys. I've reserved a spot on the thread so you could put your post here if the game goes forward. Whoever does this, I don't want you to see any Corsairs....just find some physical evidence that suggests someone was on the shore recently. Just bring it to Luindal at the end of your post. You can use my character to reply. If it doesn't get filled in within the next few days, I'll just take care of it with an edit in one of my later posts. I've also put up a general save for whoever needs it. *********************** Ok, the pairings are up: some to go out on the ice and some to rescue. Please check the posts. Anyone out on the ice is welcome to fall through. Make sure to keep those ropes tight. I am really relying on those back on shore to pull us in. Believe me they will have plenty to do, especially when the Corsairs start shooting. I have a save posted to lead the first groups out in the morning...probably won't be filled in till the evening tomorrow. ********************* Arry, You may notice that Carrandu is conspicuously missing from the list. Afraid I can't quite trust him. I have doubts about your brother, but am willing to give him a chance. Carrandu is welcome to discover that he has been assigned to reindeer duty. That means he will stay on the shore and guard the reindeer. ![]()
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
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Can one of you put my post on that SAVE for the last of the evening activities? Thanks!
EDIT: post is placed ~*~ Pio ---------------------------------------------- Carandû was silent as they walked back toward their tent. The ebb and flow of conversation between his brother and Elwë flowed over him without penetrating his thoughts. Annû caught up to him and tapped him on the shoulder, intruding on his quandary with his words. ‘Well, what do you think, big brother. Think there might be a chance we’ll find what we’re looking for?’ ‘What I think,’ said Carandû, turning to his brother, ‘what I think is that there is something strange going on here. Why am I not going on the search teams? You know what the Captain wants me to do? He wants me to take care of the reindeer. The reindeer! What sort of a make-do job is that?!’ Annû and Elwë raised their brows at learning the job Carandû had been assigned. Annû noted his brother’s eyes had taken on a certain determined glint. ‘What are you thinking of doing?’ he asked, his hand reaching out to touch his brother’s forearm. A faint smile creased Carandû’s face, disappearing as he turned and headed back again toward the camp. ‘I’m going to mind the reindeer, of course. What else is there to do?’ What else is there to do? Annû watched his brother disappear into the tent, thinking that he most likely did not want to consider the answer to that question.
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Child - I am happy to have Elwë be the spy! I'll get working on a post and have it up before the end of the day!
Rinfanawen – The best thing to do is to stick a piece of sticky paper on your PC saying “Take Off Signature” in bright red, that’s what I did… now I just do it automatically! Just a tip…
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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Spy Post - please fill this into the spy's save!
*************** Elwё’s heart jumped as Luindal asked him to search the shore for any indications of company. “Be careful when you go! I am probably wrong, but it’s possible we have company. Make sure you are not seen. And if you see anything unusual, come back and tell me. Oh, yes, and one last thing, whatever you do, do not walk out on the ice itself. Stay on the snowy banks.” Luindal said concernedly, followed by a meaningful pat on the shoulder. “I’ll be careful and I swear I won’t miss any evidence, if there is evidence.” And with that Elwë turned around beaming. Pride and pure ecstasy filled Elwë. Me! I was asked… me! He started walking towards Andtuariel, ready to tell her the wonderful news. He stopped. She probably won’t want me to go. Hmm, or she’ll worry herself to death. He turned around once again, changing his direction towards a fellow elf. “If Andtuariel asks you where I am, say I have gone to fetch wood.” Elwë said softly. “Sure!” said the elf. Elwë entered his tent. He was no longer filled with joy but instead a mixture of feelings. He was excited, because he was chosen and yet fearful of what could happen. What if I fall in an ice hole? No, remember what Luindal said, “whatever you do, do not walk on the ice itself” just stay clear Elwë, step by step. He tried to clear his thoughts but another one jumped right into his head. What if there is company and I bump into our ‘company’?. “Get a grip of yourself!” he hissed allowed to himself. Slightly shacking Elwë tightened the laces on his leather boots and put on a warm, soft fur coat. He sighed slightly and walked back outside in the bitter cold. Slowly he started to walk in the direction of the shore. His feet felt as heavy as a thousand bricks and they kept sinking deeper and deeper into the snow making it harder to lift them. The snow-laden wind cut into him like needles penetrating his skin. What felt like hours he finally arrived at the shore. Whatever you do, do not walk out on the ice itself. Stay on the snowy banks echoed in his head numerous times. He looked around, shielding his eyes from the piercing snow. He just noticed how dull everything was; there was nothing but whiteness and different shades of grey. He searched carefully, like an eagle does for its prey. He squinted; sure there was nothing when something black caught his eye. He bent down and picked it up. It was a rough, homespun sort of cloth, it was black with crystallized sea water on it, “odd but not enough evidence” he murmured. He shoved the cloth into his pocket and was just about to walk off when something in the snow glinted. He bent down and started to dig. There it was, a silver pocketknife; its handle embellished with diamond and square patterns, its curved blade was extremely sharp and it was slightly rusted yet well kept and polished. He used his sleeve to wipe the snow off it. Elwë then inspected it closely, surely it’s too ‘rich’ looking for a Lossoth, but not too ‘rich’ looking for a looting Corsair. Elwë quickly shoved the knife in his pocket and looked around, making sure the company wasn’t near by. He turned around and walked faster than before. He was excited of what he had to show Luindal and wanted to get out of the cold. When he got back to the camp Andtuariel ran up to him and hugged him. Elwë rolled his eyes, “who told you?” “I thought you were lost while getting the wood! And, wait, told me about what?” “It doesn’t matter!” he said, his eyes searching for Luindal. “But, where is the wood?” Andtuariel said suspiciously. “Like I said it doesn’t matter.” He said impatiently. Luindal spotted him and gestured him to come over. “Did you find anything?” Luindal asked rapidly. “Yes!” he dug in his pockets and pulled out the knife and black cloth and handed it to Luindal. “I found these two items.” “This knife must belong to one of them, I have never met a native, Lossoth with a knife such as this one.” Luindal said while examining it closely. “Me neither. Unless it belongs to one of our men but I haven’t seen anyone with a pocket knife like this.” “I’ll have to ask, but I doubt it. This cloth, no one here has clothes made of this cloth.” Luindal said depressingly. “Thank you, you have done a great deed Elwë.”
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Mighty Mouse of Mordor
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Hi ya'll
I hope everyone is having a great weekend....which is soon over btw. ![]() Anyway, filled my two saves. (My oh my) ![]() Galhardir told Luindal that he was going with him on the ice; so, that's settled, Child. ![]() Toodles, Orofaniel
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