![]() |
![]() |
Visit The *EVEN NEWER* Barrow-Downs Photo Page |
|
![]() |
#1 |
Shady She-Penguin
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a far land beyond the Sea
Posts: 8,093
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Amazing posts and I love all the new characters! I have to say Legate may have stolen the show though with Áforglaed talking to the chicken.
![]() LMP, I decided to continue Wilheard and Eodwine's dialogue after all. I'm afraid Wilheard is even worse at niceties than his father... Gal, I had Brith reply to Ledwyn. Language troubles ahoy. Brith speaks very little of Rohirric, mostly what she picked up in Edoras over the winter. I don't know how many Rohanians would speak the common tongue? Everyone seems to speak it in The Lord of the Rings, but the "everyone" we see are soldiers, often officers. It sounds a little odd that a majority of the peasants would know a second language. Brith might need her "uncles" - or *nudge nudge* maybe someone else eventually? - around to translate with some people! Firefoot, Folwren and whoever else is writing about the stables, just a heads-up that you've got to newcomer veteran soldiers bringing in horses, first an Eorling with two horses and the a Gondorian with one. They are NPCs so do what you will with them, but just so you know there's traffic that way. Nogrod, I just wrote a little filler for Modtryth. If Stigend is too weepy, please let me know. ![]() PS. I actually found more old Brith posts back from 2006! Turns out she has even worse tolerance for alcohol than Wilheard and becomes very self-pitying when drunk. Can we have a feast so my characters can embarrass themselves? ![]() PPS. Added Heafoc to my list and updated Wilheard's bio a tiny bit. He now has a nasty war scar. PPPS. Don't you worry Folwren. It is Thornden's job to boss people around.
__________________
Like the stars chase the sun, over the glowing hill I will conquer Blood is running deep, some things never sleep Double Fenris
|
![]() |
![]() |
#2 | |
Illusionary Holbytla
Join Date: Dec 2003
Posts: 7,547
![]() |
Quote:
I also recently realized that I have probably vastly overestimated the literacy rate of a people that are "wise but unlearned, writing no books." ![]() |
|
![]() |
![]() |
#3 | |
Gruesome Spectre
Join Date: Dec 2000
Location: Heaven's doorstep
Posts: 8,039
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Quote:
![]()
__________________
Music alone proves the existence of God. |
|
![]() |
![]() |
#4 |
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
Posts: 704
![]() |
Undome and Envinyatar --
I was thinking we could wrap up this day's scene with either a post just from Envin or maybe one from him and one from you. Then, once the Meadhall's present day has turned to the following day, we can be down the road to the Meadhall. How does that sound to you? - A -
__________________
If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien |
![]() |
![]() |
#5 |
Messenger of Hope
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
Posts: 5,076
![]() ![]() |
The problem with that, Arry, is that days at the Meadhall tend to take forever, unless people make a concerted effort to move along. Maybe we can, if you three are out of action until we continue.
I think that it would work if we decided moved on without too much delay. I don't think a large celebration would be got up that very day. I think the people would be more focused on regaining strength and whatnot before putting on a whole big feast or anything. So, Lommy, your characters may need to wait a bit before embarrassing themselves too badly.
__________________
A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. - C.S. Lewis |
![]() |
![]() |
#6 |
Desultory Dwimmerlaik
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
![]() |
Hmmmmm... well if the day takes toooooooooo long to turn to the next - maybe we should rename the game. How about:
-------------------- Hard Winters, Day 1 --------------- Just joking! ![]() ![]() But, more seriously, this is an RPG now and not just a slow-moving Inn-ish (Ent ish) sort of piece. Maybe it could move along at a slightly quicker pace than the original Mead-hall. What do you think?
__________________
Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside. Last edited by piosenniel; 07-05-2015 at 11:44 AM. |
![]() |
![]() |
#7 |
Desultory Dwimmerlaik
Join Date: Mar 2002
Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat.....
Posts: 7,779
![]() |
Arry
I've added in that nickname for Thystel's hen to your bio for him.
__________________
Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside. |
![]() |
![]() |
#8 |
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2004
Posts: 704
![]() |
Thanks, Pio, for the edit!
Undome, Envin -- We can always make this day our group is in to be a day prior to what's going on in the game and keep writing a bit more backstory and interaction in our little group. I don't think it would require much editing on our part. What say you? - A -
__________________
If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien Last edited by Arry; 07-05-2015 at 09:50 PM. |
![]() |
![]() |
#9 | ||
Messenger of Hope
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a tiny, insignificant little town in one of the many States.
Posts: 5,076
![]() ![]() |
Quote:
Quote:
Firefoot, Saeryn has spotted and addressed Scyld.
__________________
A young man who wishes to remain a sound atheist cannot be too careful of his reading. - C.S. Lewis |
||
![]() |
![]() |
#10 |
Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Mar 2005
Posts: 400
![]() |
Arry Lets do go ahead and move our own timeline back. I'll look at the posts for our group and see where we need to edit.
__________________
Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night . . . |
![]() |
|
|
![]() |