Nevnarial
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Post by Nevnarial on Dec 9, 2003 21:46:11 GMT -5
Nevnarial steps out of the bushes with a sack over her shoulder, munching on an apple. Looking at the two staring at her, she swallows her bite quickly and says in a puzzled voice, “Another Hobbit? My, my, Fernelf! It seems you are one that is much sought after.”
Walking up to where they were standing, she looks down, extends a hand to the male Hobbit and quietly says, “Hello, I am Nevnarial.” Still holding the Hobbit’s hand, she looks around and says, “Where is my horse? Do not tell me she was spooked and ran off again! Well, she always seems to find her way back to me, so I am not too troubled. I brought back some food and supplies that might be of use here for your new home, but it looks as though you are ready to leave again. Where are you headed?”…
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Post by Terbil Mudburrow of Deephallow on Dec 9, 2003 23:29:34 GMT -5
Terbil smiled and waved as he watched his fellow hobbit crest the hill in the distance. "Grace be with you, my friend!"
Shortly Later...
At Fernelf's request, the young hobbit took a torn page from within his pack and began to scribble on it in mud before something began to move within the bushes. He jumped up and grabbed his frying pan to defend himself, incase it was one of the wolves Salur had spoken of. However, it was not a wolf, but another Elf. Terbil blushed slightly, lowered his frying pan, and grinned as she walked towards them, adressing Fernelf and then stretching out his hand to him in greetings. He hesitated for a moment and the returned the shake and smiled. Nevnarial loomed over him, the tallest of those he had met on his journey thus far. "My name is Terbil...Terbil Mudburrow. A pleasure it is." After they released, he plopped down onto the ground again and scratched out the second name on the letter.
"Well, then that only leaves the note for your dwarven friend." As he finished scrawling the last few lines, he took it and slipped the note in a crack in the door. "We are heading to Bree-land, to visit some relatives of mine. I was on a journey to see them before I wandered off the beaten bath and found myself here. Care to join us, Miss Nevnarial."
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Post by Finduilas Ancalimon on Dec 10, 2003 10:23:52 GMT -5
With widened eyes fernelf watches the bushes. Relaxing her shoulders when she spotted Nevnarial appear munching on a apple. Fernelf smiled and went to the elf. "yes another hobbit" she smiled her greeting. Fernelf watched as the other two introduced themselves. Cringing a little as she saw Terbil scratch out the second name Fernelf thought" ack I am sure he hates making marks on his note since I know he prides himself on the beauty of his writing". Turning to Nevnarial Fernelf asks her," I know you just have returned but I did promise to escort Terbil to his aunts....would you join us and telll us what you have seen? We can wait for you to rest a few moments but then we need to be on our way. I do not want the day to grow too old before we leave. So will you join us?
Fernelf walks over and takes the bag that Nevnarial has brought and sheepishly peaks in......
"oh about your horse....uh..umm I sent it with Morg....have you seen him?......Fernelf pretends to be very interested in the contents of the bag......
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Nevnarial
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Post by Nevnarial on Dec 10, 2003 13:03:55 GMT -5
Nevnarial half smiles at the thought of her horse traveling with a dwarf. “Mattia does not take too kindly to strangers”, she says, “Especially dwarves. He will have his hands full with her. I apologize for not informing you of my absence, but after the threat of the wolves had passed, I was close enough to the town I had passed a few days ago and thought it best we restock on food and supplies.” Watching Fernelf nose through the sack, she raises an eyebrow and says, “All is to your liking, I hope?”
Nevnarial looks at the shelter and says, “You have been very busy since my departure. It looks like a fine home for you. And yes, I will accompany you to Bree. It is much safer to travel in groups. I am not in need of rest so, whenever you are ready.”
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Post by Finduilas Ancalimon on Dec 10, 2003 21:46:13 GMT -5
The Brooch of Gondor alerting Fernelf of some sound looks up to see who may be talking. Catching the last part of Nevnarial's words from her lips smiles and answers "why yes...uh...ummm..yes indeed". Fernelf feeling embarrased to be caught going through another's bag slowly lowers the bag. Looking around as if she has no care in the world....Fernelf fakes a yawn stretching her arms abover her head. She then turns to Terbil to see if indeed he is ready to go....
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Post by Terbil Mudburrow of Deephallow on Dec 10, 2003 22:34:08 GMT -5
Rifling through his pack, he sorts through his food, papers, pans, bowls, sthingys, forks, and everything else the little hobbit could pack into his overstuffed backpack. "Check.....check.....check.....aaaaaand.....check." Terbil stood up from where he had sat cross-legged and looked up at both of his Elven companions. "Now, we can go!"
As they all loaded there things, the trio made there way down the path as the sun sat high in the sky. Their next destination was Bree.
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Post by Finduilas Ancalimon on Dec 10, 2003 22:57:45 GMT -5
Fernelf grabbed the rope about Alaterial and walked slowly with the others...feeling a cool breeze on her face...Fernelf sighed. Slowing her pace to almost a halt, she turned her head back once more to take a look at her shelter. "yes..my safe havens...hopefully this will not be the last time I look upon you" Fernelf hoped in secret. She then straightened her shoulders and turned back to the others. Her stride became strong with her resolve. Fernelf walked with confidence she did not feel, but to show the others in her party that all would be well, she smiled and raised her brow in determination. Thus Fernelf set out on the adventures awaitinig her and her friends.....
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Post by Nevnarial on Dec 10, 2003 23:15:56 GMT -5
‘Let’s hope this is not a dangerous journey,’ Nevnarial thought as she felt for the dagger at her side. Following Fernelf and Terbil to the road, she looked back to the shelter as did Fernelf. Nevnarial hoped to see this place again.
“Have eaten lately?”, Nevnarial asked her companions. “I have some apples that are sweet and juicy, if you are.” She took one out of her sack and bit down. Juice ran down her chin and she wiped it away with her sleeve.
She walked behind the two, with her thoughts in the past, as they started their trek to Bree.
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Post by Finduilas Ancalimon on Dec 11, 2003 12:23:33 GMT -5
( ok we can now start posting on Terbil's new thread once he starts it.....I will delete this post once we do)...
Morg and any others that want to post here at the safe havens feel free to do so....we will be back here also....
Any that want to meet us on Terbils adventure feel free to do so once he starts the thread)
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