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Mattius · 06-15-2003, 05:43 PM

Thelian had remained sat next to the fire as Dorlas had begun showing him a ridiculous dance from his younger years. Slurring his speech the lad spun in circles. Thelian you should be ashamed, he thought to himself. This boy is sixteen, you shouldn't have let him get so drunk.

"I feel the effect of the wine has hit you quite hard Dorlas," he said cutting off his dance. "The sun has almost risen and we are to set off soon- perhaps you should get some rest while you can."

Dorlas nodded with eyes half closed. It had been a magical day and night for him, surrounded by elvish beauty at every turn.

"I suppose you might be right Thelian," he replied slumping into his seat next to the fire. "And I want to be on my best behaviour for all the elf maiden's we will be escorting!"

Thelian almost spat his mouth full of wine out in laugher but managed to swallow it before allowing himself to chuckle.

"So Dorlas shows his true colours when the wine speaks eh?" He said sarcastically.

"Ah let me have my fun," Dorlas replied lightly puncing Thelian's arm, "I am young after all."

Thelian sunk deeper into his chair and allowed his smile to fade as his mind drifted to the issue of Anwenelme.

"Last night Dorlas," he began, "when Melost and I met with Gil-Galad, I trust that Anwenelme did not make the atmosphere too... intimidating for Arthain and yourself?"

"Intimidating?" Dorlas asked. "Not at all!"

"Really?" Thelian raised an eyebrow. "I sometimes fear there is too much of her mother in her."

"She was fine, didn't speak to me much but she was speaking at length with Arthain."

Thelian rubbed his temples. Arthain, perhaps thats what is troubling Melost. There was a lot on his mind. The war was looming, Gil-Galad had given them a new mission and it seemed that Melost was beginning to become jealous of Arthain? You just haven't slept, that's all Thelian thought to himself. He turned back to Dorlas but he had fallen asleep due to the drink.

"Wonderful, to top it all off I got a tennage human drunk the night before we ride to LothLorien!"

[ June 15, 2003: Message edited by: Mattius ]

06-15-2003, 05:43 PM	#11
Mattius Soul of Fire Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: City of Steel Posts: 666	Thelian had remained sat next to the fire as Dorlas had begun showing him a ridiculous dance from his younger years. Slurring his speech the lad spun in circles. Thelian you should be ashamed, he thought to himself. This boy is sixteen, you shouldn't have let him get so drunk. "I feel the effect of the wine has hit you quite hard Dorlas," he said cutting off his dance. "The sun has almost risen and we are to set off soon- perhaps you should get some rest while you can." Dorlas nodded with eyes half closed. It had been a magical day and night for him, surrounded by elvish beauty at every turn. "I suppose you might be right Thelian," he replied slumping into his seat next to the fire. "And I want to be on my best behaviour for all the elf maiden's we will be escorting!" Thelian almost spat his mouth full of wine out in laugher but managed to swallow it before allowing himself to chuckle. "So Dorlas shows his true colours when the wine speaks eh?" He said sarcastically. "Ah let me have my fun," Dorlas replied lightly puncing Thelian's arm, "I am young after all." Thelian sunk deeper into his chair and allowed his smile to fade as his mind drifted to the issue of Anwenelme. "Last night Dorlas," he began, "when Melost and I met with Gil-Galad, I trust that Anwenelme did not make the atmosphere too... intimidating for Arthain and yourself?" "Intimidating?" Dorlas asked. "Not at all!" "Really?" Thelian raised an eyebrow. "I sometimes fear there is too much of her mother in her." "She was fine, didn't speak to me much but she was speaking at length with Arthain." Thelian rubbed his temples. Arthain, perhaps thats what is troubling Melost. There was a lot on his mind. The war was looming, Gil-Galad had given them a new mission and it seemed that Melost was beginning to become jealous of Arthain? You just haven't slept, that's all Thelian thought to himself. He turned back to Dorlas but he had fallen asleep due to the drink. "Wonderful, to top it all off I got a tennage human drunk the night before we ride to LothLorien!" [ June 15, 2003: Message edited by: Mattius ] __________________ A problem shared is a problem halved, so is your problem really yours or just half of someone else's?