**Birthday Party in the Barrow** (May, 2005) - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

wilwarin538 · 05-01-2005, 06:55 PM

Wilwa noticed the time and was disappointed to find out it was time for her to return home. Sadly she hadn't gotten to see the Barrow Wight that night but she had school in the morning and it was late in her city. She gathered up her violin and looked in the direction of where her cake had been, it was completely eaten. She smiled and headed for the door, waving at those who noticed her quietly leave.

"Happy Birthday Barrow-Downs hope there's another five more to go." she said to anyone in hearing distance and she walked out of the barrow reflecting on how much fun she had had that day.

Hilde Bracegirdle · 05-01-2005, 07:10 PM

“Fortunately the chance of emus is only 60% today!” Hilde said rubbing the back of her head with one hand and turning unique sculpture of a rabbit holding an eggplant over in the other. “Half scale I should say, may a bit less,” she mused setting the thing down on the floor beside were she settled earlier to scribble a few paragraphs in her notebook. Standing up, she abandoning her half written post, and adjusting the large wooden barrette that had slipped down her straight graying brown hair walked about trying to find Cami. She could have sworn she’d heard her mention something about gin. That would be a welcome tonic to for this already stiff neck. But of course the after a sleepless night and hectic day one runs the risk of becoming a beaming yet breathing houseplant with such medicine.

Walking over to the table that held the nametags, she pulled off her tag, grabbed a flair and squeezed in ‘IN’ after the “G”. She was tempted to place it on her neck but settled for placing it on the other shoulder. Hoping for that to dispel the pain, she looked around and saw that Ealasaide had arrived. With a broad smile on her broader face she stood stiffly at attention and saluted both Ealasaide and Codijune, who seemed to be enjoying the gathering.

Shuffling over to the wall, Hilde leaned heavily against it and promptly began snoring even before she hit the floor. Goodnight, enjoy yourselves all you lovely wights!

littlemanpoet · 05-01-2005, 07:12 PM

LMP sauntered back in and passed Wilwa on her way out. He smiled. "Farewell and goodnight, Wilwa! I overheard your poem. Loved it!" She smiled in return and left.

LMP had returned with not only Eodwine tucked inside, but Falco, Harreld and Garreth too from the White Horse Inn, and therefore he had, of course, brought a keg of stout to help continue the loosening of various and sundry inhibitions, codifications, cerebriations, and so forth. And he even decided that if "that's not a real word", he'd start making them up on the spot just because.

He made his way up to the table, set down the keg for the best pouring, straightened his nametag, which still said the same thing as before, which was not entirely unsurprising, since frankly anything can happen in the ether of the barrowdowns (within magical reason and approval of mods of course!).

He reached into his vest pocket and pulled out a pint glass, and poured it full of the darkest, richest looking stout. He put it to his lips and sipped, and sure enough, it was the darkest, richest tasting as well. He was especially glad that things were turning out to be a lot bigger than first appearances might indicate, because that meant that his capacity for the stuff was certainly larger than in RL as well. Ah, it was going to be a great party for the remainder of the night. He sat down in a comfy and very big chair, and thought up more words that had never existed before.

05-01-2005, 06:55 PM	#1
wilwarin538 Fluttering Enchantment Join Date: Jun 2004 Location: Canada Posts: 2,508	Wilwa noticed the time and was disappointed to find out it was time for her to return home. Sadly she hadn't gotten to see the Barrow Wight that night but she had school in the morning and it was late in her city. She gathered up her violin and looked in the direction of where her cake had been, it was completely eaten. She smiled and headed for the door, waving at those who noticed her quietly leave. "Happy Birthday Barrow-Downs hope there's another five more to go." she said to anyone in hearing distance and she walked out of the barrow reflecting on how much fun she had had that day. __________________ Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumière qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin

05-01-2005, 07:10 PM	#2
Hilde Bracegirdle Relic of Wandering Days Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: You'll See Perpetual Change. Posts: 1,480	“Fortunately the chance of emus is only 60% today!” Hilde said rubbing the back of her head with one hand and turning unique sculpture of a rabbit holding an eggplant over in the other. “Half scale I should say, may a bit less,” she mused setting the thing down on the floor beside were she settled earlier to scribble a few paragraphs in her notebook. Standing up, she abandoning her half written post, and adjusting the large wooden barrette that had slipped down her straight graying brown hair walked about trying to find Cami. She could have sworn she’d heard her mention something about gin. That would be a welcome tonic to for this already stiff neck. But of course the after a sleepless night and hectic day one runs the risk of becoming a beaming yet breathing houseplant with such medicine. Walking over to the table that held the nametags, she pulled off her tag, grabbed a flair and squeezed in ‘IN’ after the “G”. She was tempted to place it on her neck but settled for placing it on the other shoulder. Hoping for that to dispel the pain, she looked around and saw that Ealasaide had arrived. With a broad smile on her broader face she stood stiffly at attention and saluted both Ealasaide and Codijune, who seemed to be enjoying the gathering. Shuffling over to the wall, Hilde leaned heavily against it and promptly began snoring even before she hit the floor. Goodnight, enjoy yourselves all you lovely wights! Last edited by Hilde Bracegirdle; 05-02-2005 at 03:38 AM.

05-01-2005, 07:12 PM	#3
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	LMP sauntered back in and passed Wilwa on her way out. He smiled. "Farewell and goodnight, Wilwa! I overheard your poem. Loved it!" She smiled in return and left. LMP had returned with not only Eodwine tucked inside, but Falco, Harreld and Garreth too from the White Horse Inn, and therefore he had, of course, brought a keg of stout to help continue the loosening of various and sundry inhibitions, codifications, cerebriations, and so forth. And he even decided that if "that's not a real word", he'd start making them up on the spot just because. He made his way up to the table, set down the keg for the best pouring, straightened his nametag, which still said the same thing as before, which was not entirely unsurprising, since frankly anything can happen in the ether of the barrowdowns (within magical reason and approval of mods of course!). He reached into his vest pocket and pulled out a pint glass, and poured it full of the darkest, richest looking stout. He put it to his lips and sipped, and sure enough, it was the darkest, richest tasting as well. He was especially glad that things were turning out to be a lot bigger than first appearances might indicate, because that meant that his capacity for the stuff was certainly larger than in RL as well. Ah, it was going to be a great party for the remainder of the night. He sat down in a comfy and very big chair, and thought up more words that had never existed before.