The Fellowship of the Fourth Age (Part 1): A New Beginning Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Durelin · 09-18-2006, 12:58 PM

Ah, apologies to everyone. I had an important college visit on Saturday, and then yesterday the cable was out...was out for most of today, as well. Right now I'm at home only because of a severe sinus infection (I'm one of those chronic people, but every so often it flares up really bad...).

At any rate, I apologize that I did not follow through on getting Vror in on the action. I will as soon as all those saves are filled in and I figure out how everything's playing out.

piosenniel · 09-18-2006, 02:12 PM

Tevildo

Be happy to place the post for Azhar.

~*~ Pio

Folwren · 09-18-2006, 06:03 PM

My save is only half filled. Well, more than half, but uncompleted. I was interrupted at work while I was typing it and it was time to leave before I could finish. . .

It's time for dinner now. Spent the last two hours with my horse. I'll finish writing the post later this evening. Hope no one minds a terrible amount. . .

EDIT: I am sorry. Still didn't get around to it. Tevildo, go ahead and fill in your save. I will work with what you write. I can do that, really, and I should have had my save filled long ago. I've really written as far as I was planning to before having Dorran be spotted riding towards camp, so just write what you want. Before Dorran comes, I think I was planning on having Athwen ask where the others were, what had happened, and if anyone was hurt, at which time, she would have heard that Rog was wounded and maybe asked him what was wrong, but then Dorran would come trotting in, so. . .just do whatever. And, goodnight.

-- Folwren

Tevildo · 09-18-2006, 11:40 PM

Pio

Could you paste this up as we discussed? Am I right about Rôg's lack of weapons? I believe your profile mentioned this. If not, let me know.

Thank you.

_______________________

POST PLACED ~*~ PIO --you're right, Rôg bears no weapons, except for a small knife for sharpening quills

Tevildo's post - Azhar

When Azhar tried to remember where she had heard Rôg's voice, she could only dredge up stray images of flashing lights and roaring animals. Since these made no sense, she tried to push all thoughts aside except the need to place one foot in front of the other and push on as quickly as possible to the chosen meeting point. Struggling for a while to match Rôg's longer stride, she couldn't help but think how out of place the man seemed heading across the plains of Mordor. Rôg's face and demeanor were gentle. He did not wear a sword or long-bladed dagger around his waist. The elder who now led their group at least carried a hefty wooden staff that could double as a weapon. But for some reason that Azhar could only guess, Rôg preferred to do without. No freeman of Mordor, scoundrel or honest man, would set out on a long journey without picking out a sturdy sword and battle knife. Azhar remembered how the freed slaves, almost all the men and many of the women, had fought over the privilege of carrying a sword. Then how could she explain Rôg?

This was not the only question troubling Azhar. Despite the pounding of her head and the hot flush spreading across her cheeks, the girl was struggling to understand the actions of her rescuers. Why had Rôg and his other companions come all this way to risk their lives for the sake of slaves they didn't even know? There was nothing in Azhar's past to help her understand this. Over the years, she had tried her best to manipulate the guards, wrangling or negotiating small treats and special favors. The thought of doing something for someone purely out of a caring heart was foreign to her. Perhaps the closest she had come to it was her sympathy for Kwell in the pit.

The girl glanced over at Rôg, wondering if there would be time to ask her questions. But before Azhar could speak, she glimpsed a grassy knoll just ahead and a woman beckoning them all forward. Reluctantly, Azhar slipped away from Rôg. Her questions would need to wait. It was probably a good thing. The fever was dragging her down both in body and spirit. Unsteadily, she grabbed onto Aiwendil's arm for support, shivering slightly.

Tevildo · 09-19-2006, 10:49 AM

I filled in Dorran's save. Folwren -- I don't think it will interfere with finishing your post. I just have Dorran sitting on the ground watching you work with patients. But if you do need an edit, let me know.....

Folwren · 09-19-2006, 11:04 AM

No edits necessary. I'm nearly finished with mine.

EDIT: K, save filled, mostly. I had one question left for Pio. I don't know if I should have the wound bandaged or not. Since it's not dangerous, now that the bleeding has stopped and it's been cleaned and dressed (probably with some sort of herb to take care of bleeding and infection, like plankton, and oil or honey), I was thinking it may be a good idea to save the limited bandages for more dangerous things. What do you think?

-- Folwren

piosenniel · 09-19-2006, 02:44 PM

Folwren

I think your cleansing of the wound and some unguent/salve will be enough.

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Tevildo

I'm going to put up a SAVE. If you don't mind, Rôg will sit down by Azhar and speak with her. If it's OK, I'll mention she's dropped into a light, troubled sleep. Wil that be alright?

~*~ Pio

09-18-2006, 02:12 PM	#2
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Tevildo Be happy to place the post for Azhar. ~*~ 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.

09-18-2006, 06:03 PM	#3
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	My save is only half filled. Well, more than half, but uncompleted. I was interrupted at work while I was typing it and it was time to leave before I could finish. . . It's time for dinner now. Spent the last two hours with my horse. I'll finish writing the post later this evening. Hope no one minds a terrible amount. . . EDIT: I am sorry. Still didn't get around to it. Tevildo, go ahead and fill in your save. I will work with what you write. I can do that, really, and I should have had my save filled long ago. I've really written as far as I was planning to before having Dorran be spotted riding towards camp, so just write what you want. Before Dorran comes, I think I was planning on having Athwen ask where the others were, what had happened, and if anyone was hurt, at which time, she would have heard that Rog was wounded and maybe asked him what was wrong, but then Dorran would come trotting in, so. . .just do whatever. And, goodnight. -- Folwren __________________ A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. - C.S. Lewis Last edited by Folwren; 09-18-2006 at 09:13 PM.

09-18-2006, 11:40 PM	#4
Tevildo Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Curled up on Melko's lap Posts: 425	Pio Could you paste this up as we discussed? Am I right about Rôg's lack of weapons? I believe your profile mentioned this. If not, let me know. Thank you. _______________________ *POST PLACED ~~ PIO --you're right, Rôg bears no weapons, except for a small knife for sharpening quills Tevildo's post - Azhar** When Azhar tried to remember where she had heard Rôg's voice, she could only dredge up stray images of flashing lights and roaring animals. Since these made no sense, she tried to push all thoughts aside except the need to place one foot in front of the other and push on as quickly as possible to the chosen meeting point. Struggling for a while to match Rôg's longer stride, she couldn't help but think how out of place the man seemed heading across the plains of Mordor. Rôg's face and demeanor were gentle. He did not wear a sword or long-bladed dagger around his waist. The elder who now led their group at least carried a hefty wooden staff that could double as a weapon. But for some reason that Azhar could only guess, Rôg preferred to do without. No freeman of Mordor, scoundrel or honest man, would set out on a long journey without picking out a sturdy sword and battle knife. Azhar remembered how the freed slaves, almost all the men and many of the women, had fought over the privilege of carrying a sword. Then how could she explain Rôg? This was not the only question troubling Azhar. Despite the pounding of her head and the hot flush spreading across her cheeks, the girl was struggling to understand the actions of her rescuers. Why had Rôg and his other companions come all this way to risk their lives for the sake of slaves they didn't even know? There was nothing in Azhar's past to help her understand this. Over the years, she had tried her best to manipulate the guards, wrangling or negotiating small treats and special favors. The thought of doing something for someone purely out of a caring heart was foreign to her. Perhaps the closest she had come to it was her sympathy for Kwell in the pit. The girl glanced over at Rôg, wondering if there would be time to ask her questions. But before Azhar could speak, she glimpsed a grassy knoll just ahead and a woman beckoning them all forward. Reluctantly, Azhar slipped away from Rôg. Her questions would need to wait. It was probably a good thing. The fever was dragging her down both in body and spirit. Unsteadily, she grabbed onto Aiwendil's arm for support, shivering slightly. Last edited by piosenniel; 09-19-2006 at 01:15 AM.

09-19-2006, 10:49 AM	#5
Tevildo Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: Curled up on Melko's lap Posts: 425	I filled in Dorran's save. Folwren -- I don't think it will interfere with finishing your post. I just have Dorran sitting on the ground watching you work with patients. But if you do need an edit, let me know..... __________________ Now Tevildo was a mighty cat--the mightiest of all--and possessed of an evil spirit,...and he was in Melko's constant following; and that cat had all cats subject to him, and he and his subjects were the chasers and getters of meat for Melko's table.

09-19-2006, 11:04 AM	#6
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	No edits necessary. I'm nearly finished with mine. EDIT: K, save filled, mostly. I had one question left for Pio. I don't know if I should have the wound bandaged or not. Since it's not dangerous, now that the bleeding has stopped and it's been cleaned and dressed (probably with some sort of herb to take care of bleeding and infection, like plankton, and oil or honey), I was thinking it may be a good idea to save the limited bandages for more dangerous things. What do you think? -- Folwren __________________ A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. - C.S. Lewis Last edited by Folwren; 09-19-2006 at 11:24 AM.

09-18-2006, 12:58 PM	#1
Durelin Estelo dagnir, Melo ring Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,063	Ah, apologies to everyone. I had an important college visit on Saturday, and then yesterday the cable was out...was out for most of today, as well. Right now I'm at home only because of a severe sinus infection (I'm one of those chronic people, but every so often it flares up really bad...). At any rate, I apologize that I did not follow through on getting Vror in on the action. I will as soon as all those saves are filled in and I figure out how everything's playing out.

09-19-2006, 02:44 PM	#7
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Folwren I think your cleansing of the wound and some unguent/salve will be enough. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tevildo I'm going to put up a SAVE. If you don't mind, Rôg will sit down by Azhar and speak with her. If it's OK, I'll mention she's dropped into a light, troubled sleep. Wil that be alright? ~*~ 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.