Red Flows the Sirannon Planning/Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

piosenniel · 12-30-2005, 01:11 PM

Sounds good!

~*~ Pio

Mithalwen · 12-30-2005, 03:12 PM

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Mithalwen's post

No one had slept much for what remained of the night. "All in all it has been quite a day" Losrian thought wryly. Ondomirë had not let her sleep because of her head wound, and instead, as they watched over the the children (who they had eventually managed to settle after all the excitement), Losrian had discovered that the Osanwë-Kenta was actually quite easy if you had the right motivation. Aside from the precious details she was learning about her meldisse, she learnt that the dwarves would depart at first light and knew that she wanted to make her farewell to Skald at least.

As the glow of dawn first coloured the mountain tops, Ondomirë went to resume his duties and Losrian, sporting an extremely colourful black eye but as clear headed as a maid so newly and deeply in love could be, roused the children and led them over to where Skald was making up his pack.

"I did not want you to leave without us saying goodbye, Skald, and without thanking you" she said softly. The dwarf turned and looked up at her. Her silver hair was gilded by the new sun and, despite her injury, a light was in her face that gave her somewhat solemn features a serene beauty. She had come along way from the grimy and careworn girl who they had found in the hut a fortnight ago he thought and he knew the transformation wasn't down to a few hot meals, a wash and a change of clothes. The relationship between the refugee girl and the Captain of Archers was second only to troll attack as subject of discussion in camp and there was no point in denying it even if she could conceal her joy.

" Thank me? I should be congratulating you - you have got a good man there, even if he is a st...."

"Stuffy elf? " Losrian completed the phrase for him for she had heard the dwarves jest while sharing their watch but she grinned for she could understand it. Ondomirë felt so much and showed so little.

"Still waters run deep" she said thinking of the moment of their reunion last night He had made no dramatic gesture of sweeping her into his arms but had conveyed intense emotion with a simple clasp of her hand in his.

Then she added mischievously "And I am so very glad I didn't shoot him - but really I must thank you, your advice was good as was your example ." She smiled down at Galmir who was taking a final chance to indulge his fascination with dwarvish beards. "Maybe things would have been otherwise, if I hadn't learned to look outward." In other words " if you hadn't made me realise how selfish I was" she thought and winced.

"I do not know if the fates of the world will allow us to meet again, for our path takes us ever further from Khazad-dum and the halls of Durin, but I would give you this as a token of our friendship and my gratitude". She placed in his hand her own cloak pin, a garland of flowers and leaves.

"It is unworthy as a remembrance of the Mirdain for it is but an apprentice piece - yet it was the best my craft could manage at the time and my later skill was devoted alas to the implements of war." Losrian sighed, then smiled "I wanted so much to be a mirdan and now the only jewels I care for are Ondomirë and Galmir. "

"If our paths cross again I hope I may give you a finer example of our craft - as it is this serves only to prove how the dwarves surpass the Noldor in metalwork." She grinned again. "But I do not expect to have much time for smithying for a while - other than what is necessary to help in the building of our new dwellings. These living treasures are far more appealing than metal and stone." She smiled at Galmir and Isilmë who were now in the arms of Skald and Bror respectively. Bror she knew had found the little girl by her mother's body.

"And maybe you will add a few more treasures to your collection once you're wedded" Skald added mischievous in his turn.

Losrian blushed and mumured "These two will keep me busy enough to start with," but the accompanying smile confirmed that the thought had already occured to her .

And then it was time for them to depart and Losrian gathered up the children and took her leave of Skald and his brother. "I hope you return safely and find all your kin safe and sound.... my nephew will miss you but yours will be glad to have you back...."

The trio stood and waved until the dwarves were out of sight. And so ended the closest association of the Firstborn and the Children of Aulë that ever existed in Middle Earth.

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There you go... hope it will be ok by Arry - I will amend if not. Cheers.... I will do a final post ... but I am not certain tobe online for a day or so - sinusitis etc

Mith

Arry · 12-31-2005, 02:44 PM

Great post, Mithalwen!

I suppose now I should get busy on mine --

Arry · 12-31-2005, 04:28 PM

Alright! The first of it is finished - the two brothers have returned to their family hall.

Folwren, let me know if you want anything I've done using Bror edited.

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Tomorrow, perhaps, I'll wrap up Skald's little story.

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This has been an extraordinarily fun game to participate in. You are all such good writers and gamers, it has been a real pleasure.

Thanks, in advance of the closing addendum to my game post, Durelin, for allowing me the opportunity to play a Dwarf. The Stonecut family has become quite dear to me.

Can't wait to see how the Elves conclude their participation.

-- Arry

Mithalwen · 01-02-2006, 01:31 PM

Thanks Arry, the praise of the praiseworthy.....

Well I am still debating exactly which point to leave Losrian. It is hard now to say goodbye although I find the happy stuff really hard to do without feeling I should atttempt a "Thrills and Swoon" novella... Of course I could wait to follow Envinyatar's lead but that is such a hard act to follow.....

Envinyatar · 01-02-2006, 02:12 PM

Ladies first!

Actually, I was waiting to follow your lead, Mithalwen

I'll work around whatever you write for Losrian. It needn't be the 'thrill and swoon' stuff. Turning their new piece of real estate in Imladris should require a lot of hard work, I should think. The Captain of the Archers will have to callous his hands with some manual labor, sweat of the brow, and all that. And perhaps Losrian, who is one of the few surviving of the Mirdain, will help direct the establishment of a small craftsman's hall and have her own forge.

We should/could, of course, manage to work in a child or two - at your discretion.

Elven women, I'm given to understand, have complete control of that choice.

- E -

Mithalwen · 01-02-2006, 02:52 PM

You may well live to regret that. Could be an unexpectedly modern marriage with Ondo as a house husband.... Yes they will be quite busy but I may have to yield to a little schmaltz ....give the girl a chance to wear a pretty frock for a change... and once she has built her nest she will definitely want at least one chick of her own - she is already somewhat broody....

"Elven women, I'm given to understand, have complete control of that choice. " - well a certain amount of cooperation on the part of the good captain I am sure is necessary

Anyway ... I will sort something out in the next few days ... will give me something to daydream about at work

Arry · 01-03-2006, 03:28 AM

OK - I finished the last of my wrap-up post.

Again, let me say what a great game this has been! Hope to see you all in another one!

-- Arry

12-30-2005, 01:11 PM	#1
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Sounds good! ~*~ Pio __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

12-30-2005, 03:12 PM	#2
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	*POSTED TO RPG ~~ PIO Mithalwen's post** No one had slept much for what remained of the night. "All in all it has been quite a day" Losrian thought wryly. Ondomirë had not let her sleep because of her head wound, and instead, as they watched over the the children (who they had eventually managed to settle after all the excitement), Losrian had discovered that the Osanwë-Kenta was actually quite easy if you had the right motivation. Aside from the precious details she was learning about her meldisse, she learnt that the dwarves would depart at first light and knew that she wanted to make her farewell to Skald at least. As the glow of dawn first coloured the mountain tops, Ondomirë went to resume his duties and Losrian, sporting an extremely colourful black eye but as clear headed as a maid so newly and deeply in love could be, roused the children and led them over to where Skald was making up his pack. "I did not want you to leave without us saying goodbye, Skald, and without thanking you" she said softly. The dwarf turned and looked up at her. Her silver hair was gilded by the new sun and, despite her injury, a light was in her face that gave her somewhat solemn features a serene beauty. She had come along way from the grimy and careworn girl who they had found in the hut a fortnight ago he thought and he knew the transformation wasn't down to a few hot meals, a wash and a change of clothes. The relationship between the refugee girl and the Captain of Archers was second only to troll attack as subject of discussion in camp and there was no point in denying it even if she could conceal her joy. " Thank me? I should be congratulating you - you have got a good man there, even if he is a st...." "Stuffy elf? " Losrian completed the phrase for him for she had heard the dwarves jest while sharing their watch but she grinned for she could understand it. Ondomirë felt so much and showed so little. "Still waters run deep" she said thinking of the moment of their reunion last night He had made no dramatic gesture of sweeping her into his arms but had conveyed intense emotion with a simple clasp of her hand in his. Then she added mischievously "And I am so very glad I didn't shoot him - but really I must thank you, your advice was good as was your example ." She smiled down at Galmir who was taking a final chance to indulge his fascination with dwarvish beards. "Maybe things would have been otherwise, if I hadn't learned to look outward." In other words " if you hadn't made me realise how selfish I was" she thought and winced. "I do not know if the fates of the world will allow us to meet again, for our path takes us ever further from Khazad-dum and the halls of Durin, but I would give you this as a token of our friendship and my gratitude". She placed in his hand her own cloak pin, a garland of flowers and leaves. "It is unworthy as a remembrance of the Mirdain for it is but an apprentice piece - yet it was the best my craft could manage at the time and my later skill was devoted alas to the implements of war." Losrian sighed, then smiled "I wanted so much to be a mirdan and now the only jewels I care for are Ondomirë and Galmir. " "If our paths cross again I hope I may give you a finer example of our craft - as it is this serves only to prove how the dwarves surpass the Noldor in metalwork." She grinned again. "But I do not expect to have much time for smithying for a while - other than what is necessary to help in the building of our new dwellings. These living treasures are far more appealing than metal and stone." She smiled at Galmir and Isilmë who were now in the arms of Skald and Bror respectively. Bror she knew had found the little girl by her mother's body. "And maybe you will add a few more treasures to your collection once you're wedded" Skald added mischievous in his turn. Losrian blushed and mumured "These two will keep me busy enough to start with," but the accompanying smile confirmed that the thought had already occured to her . And then it was time for them to depart and Losrian gathered up the children and took her leave of Skald and his brother. "I hope you return safely and find all your kin safe and sound.... my nephew will miss you but yours will be glad to have you back...." The trio stood and waved until the dwarves were out of sight. And so ended the closest association of the Firstborn and the Children of Aulë that ever existed in Middle Earth. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There you go... hope it will be ok by Arry - I will amend if not. Cheers.... I will do a final post ... but I am not certain tobe online for a day or so - sinusitis etc Mith __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace Last edited by piosenniel; 12-30-2005 at 03:27 PM.

12-31-2005, 02:44 PM	#3
Arry Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 704	Great post, Mithalwen! I suppose now I should get busy on mine -- __________________ If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien

12-31-2005, 04:28 PM	#4
Arry Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 704	Alright! The first of it is finished - the two brothers have returned to their family hall. Folwren, let me know if you want anything I've done using Bror edited. ----- Tomorrow, perhaps, I'll wrap up Skald's little story. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This has been an extraordinarily fun game to participate in. You are all such good writers and gamers, it has been a real pleasure. Thanks, in advance of the closing addendum to my game post, Durelin, for allowing me the opportunity to play a Dwarf. The Stonecut family has become quite dear to me. Can't wait to see how the Elves conclude their participation. -- Arry __________________ If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien

01-02-2006, 01:31 PM	#5
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Thanks Arry, the praise of the praiseworthy..... Well I am still debating exactly which point to leave Losrian. It is hard now to say goodbye although I find the happy stuff really hard to do without feeling I should atttempt a "Thrills and Swoon" novella... Of course I could wait to follow Envinyatar's lead but that is such a hard act to follow..... __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace

01-02-2006, 02:12 PM	#6
Envinyatar Quill Revenant Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Wandering through the Downs..... Posts: 849	Ladies first! Actually, I was waiting to follow your lead, Mithalwen I'll work around whatever you write for Losrian. It needn't be the 'thrill and swoon' stuff. Turning their new piece of real estate in Imladris should require a lot of hard work, I should think. The Captain of the Archers will have to callous his hands with some manual labor, sweat of the brow, and all that. And perhaps Losrian, who is one of the few surviving of the Mirdain, will help direct the establishment of a small craftsman's hall and have her own forge. We should/could, of course, manage to work in a child or two - at your discretion. Elven women, I'm given to understand, have complete control of that choice. - E - __________________ ‘Many are the strange chances of the world,’ said Mithrandir, ‘and help oft shall come from the hands of the weak when the Wise falter.’ – Gandalf in: The Silmarillion, 'Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age'

01-02-2006, 02:52 PM	#7
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	You may well live to regret that. Could be an unexpectedly modern marriage with Ondo as a house husband.... Yes they will be quite busy but I may have to yield to a little schmaltz ....give the girl a chance to wear a pretty frock for a change... and once she has built her nest she will definitely want at least one chick of her own - she is already somewhat broody.... "Elven women, I'm given to understand, have complete control of that choice. " - well a certain amount of cooperation on the part of the good captain I am sure is necessary Anyway ... I will sort something out in the next few days ... will give me something to daydream about at work __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace

01-03-2006, 03:28 AM	#8
Arry Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 704	OK - I finished the last of my wrap-up post. Again, let me say what a great game this has been! Hope to see you all in another one! -- Arry __________________ If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien