Walk To Rivendell" aka "The Eowyn Challenge" - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Nurumaiel · 07-26-2003, 12:41 PM

Hello, Neferchoirwen! It seems we're stuck together, at least for a little while. I hope you don't mind?

You have walked 200 miles.
You have passed the western edge of the Midgewater Marshes (196).
You are only 1 miles from Neekerbreeker Pond.
You still have 258 miles to Rivendell.

The ground now became damp, and in places boggy and here and there they came upon pools, and wide stretches of reeds and rushes filled with the warbling of little hidden birds. They had to pick their way carefully to keep both dry-footed and on their proper course. At first they made fan-progress, but as they went on, their passage became slower and more dangerous. The marshes were bewildering and treacherous, and there was no permanent trail even for Rangers to find through their shifting quagmires. The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair.

EDIT: Forgot to add that once again I'll be going through and creating an updated list, so if you don't have your mileage in your FROM: space please put it there so you can be counted in our list. Thank you!

[ July 26, 2003: Message edited by: Nurumaiel ]

07-26-2003, 12:41 PM	#11
Nurumaiel Vice of Twilight Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: on a mountain Posts: 1,121	Hello, Neferchoirwen! It seems we're stuck together, at least for a little while. I hope you don't mind? You have walked 200 miles. You have passed the western edge of the Midgewater Marshes (196). You are only 1 miles from Neekerbreeker Pond. You still have 258 miles to Rivendell. The ground now became damp, and in places boggy and here and there they came upon pools, and wide stretches of reeds and rushes filled with the warbling of little hidden birds. They had to pick their way carefully to keep both dry-footed and on their proper course. At first they made fan-progress, but as they went on, their passage became slower and more dangerous. The marshes were bewildering and treacherous, and there was no permanent trail even for Rangers to find through their shifting quagmires. The flies began to torment them, and the air was full of clouds of tiny midges that crept up their sleeves and breeches and into their hair. EDIT: Forgot to add that once again I'll be going through and creating an updated list, so if you don't have your mileage in your FROM: space please put it there so you can be counted in our list. Thank you! [ July 26, 2003: Message edited by: Nurumaiel ] __________________ In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.