Eorling Mead Hall Planning/Discussion Thread - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Taralphiel · 10-21-2006, 07:50 PM

Not a problem, Foley!

I'll follow your lead.

- Tara

Thinlómien · 10-24-2006, 03:29 AM

Ooh, I want to see the moment Cnebba sees the siamese twins...

Noggie, were you writing a post to be placed after the discussion or not?

Nogrod · 10-24-2006, 06:08 AM

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Originally Posted by Thinlómien

Ooh, I want to see the moment Cnebba sees the siamese twins...

Me too!!!

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Noggie, were you writing a post to be placed after the discussion or not?

First I was, then I wasn't... well, maybe I am now anyhow?

I mean yes there is a problem as the discussion at the table at noon was left open and then we had the solution in the evening. So I must write a "dead-end" discussion or one that comes up with a solution that will be cancelled the same evening... Not too motivating, but I think I'll do it just for the consistency of the storyline.

I'll post it here to this thread today. Hopefully Pio or Lommy will move after Lommy's last post (that probably is the most natural place for it).

Thinlómien · 10-24-2006, 06:47 AM

For me it's all the same who does it. If I do it, I can do it tomorrow.

Folwren · 10-24-2006, 08:15 AM

Elempi, once Thornden and Lys have finished talking, Thornden will be going in to search for Eodwine. I think it will only be a matter of another post from Tara and then one more from me, but I hope that it will give you all enough time to finish up with Lefun and Ritun. That way, Thornden won't be interupting anything.

-- Folwren

littlemanpoet · 10-24-2006, 09:08 AM

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Originally Posted by Thinlómien

Ooh, I want to see the moment Cnebba sees the siamese twins...

Mind you, the word "siamese" may appear in this discussion thread and in ATM rpgs

but NOT on the Eorling Mead Hall rpg thread. Please make sure that your Middle Earth character avoids this anachronism.

Not only consistency of the story line, Noggie, but maybe even heightening the inevitable conflict.

Foley, why shouldn't Thornden interrupt anything? It would be especially interesting if he did. Imagine! It would make for very fun writing, don't you think?

Folwren · 10-24-2006, 11:03 AM

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Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Foley, why shouldn't Thornden interrupt anything? It would be especially interesting if he did. Imagine! It would make for very fun writing, don't you think?

Yes, I can imagine. "Eodwine, I swear it wasn't my idea to bring him back!"

While I was writing the above post, something told me that you would at least think that 'it would make for very fun writing', if not say it right out, and lo and behold, you have!

I'll tell you what, if, by the time Tara and I have finished our short discussion, you all haven't left the twins, I won't avoid interrupting you too much.

-- Folwren

Nogrod · 10-24-2006, 01:07 PM

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Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Not only consistency of the story line, Noggie, but maybe even heightening the inevitable conflict.

You're right! I came up with something but I have to see whether Celuien accepts it first (Lommy accepted on Modryth's part), let's see... I mean there was the funny thing also that Stigend has wished Cnebba to become a carpenter and then Celuien wrote that Stigend was happy to take the offer of education! Hmmm... there must have been something far worse to come without this idea of education then. I have an idea what it would be, but I'll write it down and send it to Celuien first.

Nogrod · 10-24-2006, 02:48 PM

Okay.

Celuien has checked this and it's ok. by her. Lommy has approved the basic storyline but has not yet seen the post.

So, if Pio (or Lommy?) would put this following post in to the thread after Lommy's post #568, then Lommy could edit Modtryth's lines herself if she so wishes.

So: problem solved + Stigend's fast approval of education explained + family-argument made...

PS. the last things are there to remind of the progress in the construction-works.

--------------------------------
Nogrod's post

Gah! Modryth was tough and crafty as usual. Just a moment before Stigend had been most confident that things were at last going his way but now he wasn’t so sure any more. Indeed he started to have doubts about his success. Everything Modtryth said were both true and reasonable: Cnebba was just eight, carpentry wasn’t the safest of the trades... Stigend felt his leg still aching.

“Maybe Cnebba would do better beginning something else, at least for the time being? You know how he’s interested in all things in nature. Maybe someone here would be willing to teach him those things? Or how he’s interested in all the tales of old and new, or how he likes to count and sort all kinds of things and arrange them. I admire your trade dear husband, but I do think Cnebba’s talents lie elsewhere.” Modryth looked at Stigend challengingly. Garstan frowned. This seemed like a topic those two had argued over quite a few times before and he had no wish to put his head in between the two.

Stigend was indeed preparing himself for defeat. When Modryth took a position this firmly there was no turning her head, at least with means known to Stigend. He swallowed the piece of bread he had been chewing and took a sip of the wine. Then he looked at both Garstan and Modtryth and said half-jokingly, trying to win time to have one more decent argument: “Maybe you should take him with you when you go to the town for your duties?” With that he nodded smilingly to Garstan.

“Yes, why not! Indeed.” Modryth seemed happy with the idea. Stigend stiffened down to his toes. “And Leothern is surely welcome to join us, if that suits you Garstan? They could learn so many things about measures and qualities, and they would meet different people and learn about different characters. And...”

“Allright, Modryth! My son is no merchant... and will not become one!” Stigend was clearly agitated. He dropped his spoon into his bowl somewhat ostentatiously and pushed the bowl away from him like he was about make a leave immediately.

But Garstan laid his hand over Stigend’s and looked at him straight to the eye. Stigend froze back to his seat. “Let’s give her a chance, my friend? Now, she will not turn our children into fraudulent merchants by just taking them to learn a couple of new things on the market!” Stigend hesitated. He didn’t know what to say or do. They were both against him, but they were speaking sense too. Stigend was baffled.

While Stigend was speechless, Garstan continued: “I suggest the following. Modtryth takes Cnebba and Leothern with her to the town, now what is it, once or twice a week?” He turned towards Modtryth with the question. She nodded back to Garstan and immediately flashed a triumphant smile to Stigend. “So on those days I’ll take Garmund with me to learn stonework. Not one child is forced to be separated from the others as the others play and our problem is solved. Doesn’t that sound reasonable to you Stigend?” With that Garstan patted Stigends hand lightly. Stigend withdrew his hand from under Garstan’s but then, after a moment’s hesitation, took hold of it.

“Maybe you’re right my friend. Maybe you’re right my wife.” He glanced to the contendedly smiling Modtryth beside him. “It does solve our problem, and what comes to Cnebba’s future... well he has a lots of it in front of him, days and years to come. Maybe we should not decide that yet...”

So they finished their supper, mainly sharing funny incidents their children had been involved in before the time they had known each other. They were laughing a lot and slowly even Stigend started to regain his usual hearty mood.

“By the way”, Stigend said, when they were getting their empties to the kitchen, “my job of hewing the baulks is getting ready. It will be done in just a couple of days. Then I would need a few pairs of strong hands to aid me to actually put the walls together into a framework. We need to hoist those heavy logs on top of each other and secure them with dowels. The children should be away from the site then. To be sure... I guess I will need to ask lord Eodwine for a couple of men to help me there, but I would really appreciate your help there too Garstan – if your own work allows you to join in.”

“My work with the oven is getting ready, so rest assured, I will be there.” Garstan answered. “I’m looking forwards to it. Maybe I’ll learn something, as you did when you helped me with the brickwork”, with this he smiled to Stigend and he smiled back. Modtryth was smiling too, albeit for very different reasons.

Thinlómien · 10-25-2006, 01:12 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Mind you, the word "siamese" may appear in this discussion thread and in ATM rpgs but NOT on the Eorling Mead Hall rpg thread. Please make sure that your Middle Earth character avoids this anachronism.

Of course, I used it here just to make it clear that I wasn't talking about Garreth and Harreld...

(Maybe we could still call them khandese twins?

)

Noggie, I placed the post. I did edit a few of Modtryth's lines, but only as little bit.

10-24-2006, 03:29 AM	#2
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	Ooh, I want to see the moment Cnebba sees the siamese twins... Noggie, were you writing a post to be placed after the discussion or not? __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

10-24-2006, 06:47 AM	#4
Thinlómien Shady She-Penguin Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: In a far land beyond the Sea Posts: 8,093	For me it's all the same who does it. If I do it, I can do it tomorrow. __________________ Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris

10-21-2006, 07:50 PM	#1
Taralphiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Swan Wood Posts: 649	Not a problem, Foley! I'll follow your lead. - Tara

10-24-2006, 08:15 AM	#5
Folwren Messenger of Hope Join Date: Jun 2005 Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States. Posts: 5,076	Elempi, once Thornden and Lys have finished talking, Thornden will be going in to search for Eodwine. I think it will only be a matter of another post from Tara and then one more from me, but I hope that it will give you all enough time to finish up with Lefun and Ritun. That way, Thornden won't be interupting anything. -- Folwren __________________ A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. - C.S. Lewis

10-24-2006, 02:48 PM	#9
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	Okay. Celuien has checked this and it's ok. by her. Lommy has approved the basic storyline but has not yet seen the post. So, if Pio (or Lommy?) would put this following post in to the thread after Lommy's post #568, then Lommy could edit Modtryth's lines herself if she so wishes. So: problem solved + Stigend's fast approval of education explained + family-argument made... PS. the last things are there to remind of the progress in the construction-works. -------------------------------- Nogrod's post Gah! Modryth was tough and crafty as usual. Just a moment before Stigend had been most confident that things were at last going his way but now he wasn’t so sure any more. Indeed he started to have doubts about his success. Everything Modtryth said were both true and reasonable: Cnebba was just eight, carpentry wasn’t the safest of the trades... Stigend felt his leg still aching. “Maybe Cnebba would do better beginning something else, at least for the time being? You know how he’s interested in all things in nature. Maybe someone here would be willing to teach him those things? Or how he’s interested in all the tales of old and new, or how he likes to count and sort all kinds of things and arrange them. I admire your trade dear husband, but I do think Cnebba’s talents lie elsewhere.” Modryth looked at Stigend challengingly. Garstan frowned. This seemed like a topic those two had argued over quite a few times before and he had no wish to put his head in between the two. Stigend was indeed preparing himself for defeat. When Modryth took a position this firmly there was no turning her head, at least with means known to Stigend. He swallowed the piece of bread he had been chewing and took a sip of the wine. Then he looked at both Garstan and Modtryth and said half-jokingly, trying to win time to have one more decent argument: “Maybe you should take him with you when you go to the town for your duties?” With that he nodded smilingly to Garstan. “Yes, why not! Indeed.” Modryth seemed happy with the idea. Stigend stiffened down to his toes. “And Leothern is surely welcome to join us, if that suits you Garstan? They could learn so many things about measures and qualities, and they would meet different people and learn about different characters. And...” “Allright, Modryth! My son is no merchant... and will not become one!” Stigend was clearly agitated. He dropped his spoon into his bowl somewhat ostentatiously and pushed the bowl away from him like he was about make a leave immediately. But Garstan laid his hand over Stigend’s and looked at him straight to the eye. Stigend froze back to his seat. “Let’s give her a chance, my friend? Now, she will not turn our children into fraudulent merchants by just taking them to learn a couple of new things on the market!” Stigend hesitated. He didn’t know what to say or do. They were both against him, but they were speaking sense too. Stigend was baffled. While Stigend was speechless, Garstan continued: “I suggest the following. Modtryth takes Cnebba and Leothern with her to the town, now what is it, once or twice a week?” He turned towards Modtryth with the question. She nodded back to Garstan and immediately flashed a triumphant smile to Stigend. “So on those days I’ll take Garmund with me to learn stonework. Not one child is forced to be separated from the others as the others play and our problem is solved. Doesn’t that sound reasonable to you Stigend?” With that Garstan patted Stigends hand lightly. Stigend withdrew his hand from under Garstan’s but then, after a moment’s hesitation, took hold of it. “Maybe you’re right my friend. Maybe you’re right my wife.” He glanced to the contendedly smiling Modtryth beside him. “It does solve our problem, and what comes to Cnebba’s future... well he has a lots of it in front of him, days and years to come. Maybe we should not decide that yet...” So they finished their supper, mainly sharing funny incidents their children had been involved in before the time they had known each other. They were laughing a lot and slowly even Stigend started to regain his usual hearty mood. “By the way”, Stigend said, when they were getting their empties to the kitchen, “my job of hewing the baulks is getting ready. It will be done in just a couple of days. Then I would need a few pairs of strong hands to aid me to actually put the walls together into a framework. We need to hoist those heavy logs on top of each other and secure them with dowels. The children should be away from the site then. To be sure... I guess I will need to ask lord Eodwine for a couple of men to help me there, but I would really appreciate your help there too Garstan – if your own work allows you to join in.” “My work with the oven is getting ready, so rest assured, I will be there.” Garstan answered. “I’m looking forwards to it. Maybe I’ll learn something, as you did when you helped me with the brickwork”, with this he smiled to Stigend and he smiled back. Modtryth was smiling too, albeit for very different reasons.