The Weeping Willow Pub

[Snaga]

Snaga sits down and watches as a gust of winds catches the caber...

(...20 ft...)

[Snaga]

Snaga goes to the bar, orders a pie and pint, and comes back outside to see his caber is still going...:D

(...25 feet...)

[Snaga]

Snaga enjoys his pie... 'Its a SPAM pie, Ciryaher! Yummy... standard rations from the Mornclaur army were never this good.' He drains his pint... as the caber sails onwards...

(...30 ft...)

'Down caber down!' calls Snaga, who wants to see what his opposition can do. The caber falls to the ground... its a new world record!!!

[Goldberry344]

hmmm, who are you competing against, snaga??

[Narya]

ic = Woah look at that Caber go! Look at it fly through the air!!!


That was some throw Snag, *gives the orc a handshake* You are right in shape.

Now let's see how you elven opponent does.

Ciryaher you have to beat 3600 feet of distance. (that is a record Snag! You're very strong for an orc)

Whenever you are ready Cir.

[Ciryaher]

3600?! The farthest I can throw in real-life is 38...sheesh...

Ciryaher struts out in his kilt and stoops down to pick up the caber. He hefts it onto his shoulder and backs up, and then rushes forward; letting the caber tilt forward slightly as he goes. He reaches the stopping line and flings the caber through the air...

(5 feet)

[Ciryaher]

Cir rubs his hands on his kilt and watches the caber sail...

(10 feet)

[Ciryaher]

...and sail...

(15 feet)

[Ciryaher]

...and tumble...

(20 feet)

[Ciryaher]

...and twist...

(25 feet)

[Ciryaher]

...and spin...

(30 feet)

[Ciryaher]

...and fall to the ground with a crater and a thud.

(35 feet)

[Narya]

WOAH!!!

Well your score Ciryaher is

25,200 feet and with that you are the winner of the caber toss contest!!!

CONGRATULATIONS TO CIRYAHER FOR WINNING THE CABER TOSS CONTEST!!! HURRAYYY!!!

Well don't go just yet, cause the smoke rings competition is next. Stay tuned.

Snag, I'm sorry you didn't win the contest, but cheer up there'll be other BIG NIGHTS *hands him a pint of beer* Why don't we light up another set of fireworks???

[Narya]

*Smoke rings competition needs more players so those who wish to join please post.*

As Narya and the others continue on the grand celebrations in the Pub serving pints of bear, ale, and bottles of the finest wines, and Elenya was singing her heart out to the audience, and Goldberry was telling how she won the contest to groups of young hobbits, and Snaga1 fending them away from his wonderful fireworks, more patrons came and asked for drinks, and food.

The contestants as of this posting for the Smoke Rings Competition are:

1. CIRYAHER
2. TURGON

[Snaga]

That's OK. I could tell there was a disadvantage in going first.:rolleyes: So let's just say I let him win, eh?!:D Although I have to admit, he is ahead on technical merit. So a worthy winner. * Shakes hands with Ciryaher *

Although I have to admit to still being confused about the measuring here. Never mind! Let's get those fireworks going. I'll save 'The Balrog' to the end of the night.

* Sets off fireworks that dance a fizzing dance, like starlight fields of flowers in the sky glistening and shimmering then fading to hazy chromatic nothingness.... *

[Wonko The Sane]

*sidles up to the bar and orders a vodka tonic*

[Ciryaher]

*Ciryaher grins after Snaga*

Well I have been the caber-toss champion at the last two camps, hehe :D

How exactly will the smokerings be judged?

[Snaga]

Well I seem to recall being asked to judge this one. So let me suggest the following.

Each contestant will get three attempts to blow the best smoke rings. They must post the description of their smoke ring. I will be looking for:

- size
- colour
- duration
- beauty

...things like that. Overall the best description wins. But as a twist, you can only use 30 words or less to describe it. Any words after the first 30 will be discounted.

I will mark each one out of 10. Narya, perhaps you would like to also mark them, and the average of our two judgements is the score given to each ring.

Then the highest score for any one ring wins outright (i.e. its not the average, just whoever produces the best one).

How does that sound?

[Turgon]

Sounds good to me Snaga...
Cir prepare to be bested for there can be only one Lord of the Rings - Muhahaha!

[Narya]

LOL! Turgon that was sheer genius!!

Anyway, agree with Snag, since he is the judge for this particular contest those rules will apply. However, having only two contestants seems to be a boring contest for smoke rings, doesn't anybody want to join?? Aren't there hobbits around to join in or wizards???

[Theoden]

Theoden, though a king in Rohan, decides to try his luck at this smoke ring contest (but he is sure that some hobbit will smoke him:))

Small was the ring, though the color was like the dew on roses, and it danced in the night air until it floated away into the twilight; t'was Theoden's ring.

that's the best this king can muster!

[Snaga]

Not a bad start at all... I'll award that 7 out of 10.

(That may be harsh, but it gives room for awarding higher marks later if needed.:) )

[Narya]

Well, I was thinking something like a bit more graphical for this one, since it can be made into this posting. Here I will show you what I mean.

*Lights up her pipe filled with the best weed in town puffs several times then lets out a parade of Rings*

O O O

*then it disappeared into the air. *

Ok, why don't you try it next Snag...

[Snaga]

Hmmm how to mark that one. Interesting use of colour, I will concede. But unfortunately there are no marks to be had for using better pipe weed, as I am only judging the smoke rings.

So I'm sorry but that's just a 6 out of 10 ring.:( Better luck next time Narya... remember its best of 3.

I think as I'm judging I really can't participate. Anyway its a filthy habit.;) A clean-livin' orc like me wouldn't touch the stuff!

Who's next then? Turgon? Ciryaher?

[Narya]

*feeling positively embarassed*

I am sorry, my dearest orc, I didn't know you didn't smoke at all. I have given it up years ago, but sampling it here today has made me remember it's taste and the addiction for it. I am sorry, I feel rather silly that an orc will not smoke while I will. Just for you, I will stop smoking again...for good this time!!!

But for the rest of the contestants you need to make this contest something to remember, hurry too before the night goes into day and snaga has to return to his kingdom under the mountains. You will be able to light up that Balrog soon, my dear friend.

[Snaga]

Smoking is for hobbits, dwarves, wizards and men of Arnor. Not an orcish habit at all. We have our own bad habits, as you may have heard!;)

[Wonko The Sane]

*grumbles something nasty about the unappealing habits of orcs*

[chrysophalax]

That all depends on your point of view, Wonko. We Dragons happen to find them rather, um...interesting! Not too tasty though...

[Wonko The Sane]

1) I am Arianne...

And yes. I suppose you dragons don't mind the orcs too much.
But we elves particularly abhor them.
Nasty creatures...

[chrysophalax]

Mmmmmmmm..Elf, did you say? We Dragons LOVE Elves! On TOAST!!

[Wonko The Sane]

Of this I am aware...
*takes a step away from chrysophalax*

[chrysophalax]

aaaaaAHAHA! I just love doing that! *Chrys curls up in a corner resting her head on her massive fore-claws and watchs Arianne with amusement.

[Wonko The Sane]

*Glares at Chrysophalax and the orb on top of her staff swirls with red smoke*

[chrysophalax]

Chrys raises her head and blinks innocently. "What? Is there a problem?"

[Wonko The Sane]

*Smiles back just as innocently* No, there's no problem over here.
Go back to lazing around with your head on your claws and don't mind this poor little elf mage. *her voice is dripping with saccharine and gumdrops* Go to sleep, nice dragon.

[chrysophalax]

"O please! Trying a Dragon's tricks on a Dragon? It is to laugh!" Chrys rises, streching her wings and ambles outside to the water trough for a drink. "Silly Elf!"

[Wonko The Sane]

*thinks to herself* HA! Little did you know that you played exactly into my plan. I knew what your reaction would be. Seems these tricks DO work...hehehehe*

At least she's gone.
Silly dragon.
*smiles*

[chrysophalax]

Not gone! Just outside. Every pub of any decent quality whatever needs a Dragon about. We lend character and interest!

[Turgon]

Turgon takes out his pipe...

With a soft-breathing sigh the smoke-ring sailed, drifting slowly upwards in an elegant gyre; as the Eagles of Crissaegrim circled still in his dreams of Fallen Gondolin.

Turgon hangs his head in shame and slinks off to the bar.

[Wonko The Sane]

Gone in at least you went outside for a while.
Stop blowing your smoke in my face.

[Turgon]

Mmmph! It's not smoke - it's art.

[Wonko The Sane]

Oh no! Not you!
Your smoke is delightful.

Hers...*glares in the direction of Chrys*

[Narya]

Please don't annoy the dragon! What?? You want my pub to go up in smokes??

Now, now, to each his own, my dear dragon you are welcome to stay and I have roasted lamb in the kitchen I will serve you a double helping of that you will stop looking at my elven guests with the thought of food in your eyes. If you don't mind.

Snag, where are the other contestants??

[Snaga]

Ahh Turgon that was a most worthy smoke ring. 9 out of 10!

Well we have 3 contestants. I don't know if Ciryaher is still planning to participate. If not, we will let THeoden take his next turn.

[Narya]

Ok, whatever you say, you're the judge.

By the way, my dearest Orc, I have sent you the package I promised.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys perks up decidedly at the thought of roasted lamb and begins drooling on the door-step. She then winks at Arianne and sticks out her tongue.

[Wonko The Sane]

*looks at suspiciously for a moment and then sits back down at the bar.*

Sorry about that, barkeep. Here's a bit extra for your trouble.
*she flicks a gold piece in Narya's direction*

[Narya]

*takes the gold coin*

Ok let us not annoy the dragon people. Here's your lamb Chrys.

*Hands the dragon a double order of roasted lamb with a bottle of Wynyard.

Ok, Snag how's the contest coming along???

Hey Ariane why don't you join the smoke rings competition?? I've got the best pipeweed in town, and I've got an extra pipe in the back, you can use that for now. What do you say??

[chrysophalax]

Chrys falls upon the proffered dainty and scarfs it noisily down, making contented Dragon noises the entire time...

[Snaga]

Snaga replies to Narya:

'The contest is going very slowly. Anyone who has had their first go can now try a second time. Taking it in turns will take too long! Remember: You can have three tries each. Turgon, Theoden and you have entered so far and blown one ring each. So you have 2 goes left.

But if noone goes soon, I will declare Turgon the winner.'

[Goldberry344]

aha! i have a half an hour to be online today, then i wont be back until Friday. but i just wanted to say that i shall be back, and i miss you, etc etc, etc. and,....

I WON THE PIE EATING CONTEST

*is very proud* i dont care if that's old news.

[Narya]

Well, ok. Here goes my next try.

(HUFFS AND PUFFS AND HUFFS SOME MORE, then blows a thin wisp of smoke that shaped into a...)




OOOO



*It went up into the ceiling of the pub and dangled a bit before it broke and disappeared*

There, how's that???

[Nimawae's hope]

*Wipes a tear from her eye*
*Sniff* That was beautiful Narya!!!

[Snaga]

* Snaga looks around, considering the crowd reaction! *

Yes, much better Narya. 8 out of 10. But Turgon's lyrical conception is still in the lead.

[Narya]

Sorry Nim!!! Well at least I tried, and I did try my very best.

Where on middle-earth is Turgon anyway??? Is Ciryaher still in this contest???

What about you, my dear dragon, would you like to try your luck on this contest???

[chrysophalax]

Dragons Are Magnificent!!

[chrysophalax]

"There you are my dear! We Dragons have always been rather good at that!" She watched with pleasure as the words floated gently toward the ceiling.

[Snaga]

Well what can I say? You get a dragon, and member of the Pyromancers into a Smoke Ring Contest, and they really ought to be able to win.

Perhaps not the poetic beauty of Turgon's attempt, but awesome special effects!

9.5 out of 10.:D

[Turgon]

Hey no fair - that dragon didn't even use a pipe!
Okay - Turgon takes a few puffs on his pipe...

One Ring to wow them all, one ring to amuse them,
One Ring to beat them all, or at the very least confuse them.

That's a crazy one - what's in this pipe anyway?

[Wonko The Sane]

*feels left out*
I can't decide if I want to join the contest or not, but I guess I might as well give it a go :)

*takes the Narya's proffered pipe, stuffs it full of pipeweed and lights it. She takes a deep puff and words rather than rings are formed:*

Whisps of silver tinged with blue, glowing with soul-fire, faintly fragrant with hope writhed as they were borne up in airy flight, dripping with pain as though born of tears...

Melancholy Smile ...


*Note* Soulfire is one word...and I hope that the actual rings themselves which spell out "Melancholy Smile" do not count in the 30 word thing...*

[Narya]

Awed at WTS's smoke rings...


that is beautiful, Wonks! Hey Snag, what about that? Snag???

Then she saw what was happening outside, Chrys accidentally lit one of the firecrackers when she burped, and it has now lighted up almost all of Snag's firecrackers and there was total chaos outside.

My pub, Goldie, help me!! Please get some water!!! Elenya!!! Help get some water!!!! Oh please don't let my pub burn!!!!

[Snaga]

Snaga is quickly totting up the marks...

Turgon... * chuckles * that was funny, but I think I can only really give that 7.5 out of 10. (Marked down for describing the purpose of the smoke-ring, and perhaps the effects, but not the ring itself).

But Wonko, for pure poetic beauty, your attempt does indeed take the lead... 9.7!

* Snaga rushes outside to make sure 'The Balrog' doesn't go up. He quickly dives out of the way of a rocket that flies towards him, does a forward roll, leaps into the wagon, grabs 'The Balrog', just as sparks set fire to the canopy, and he leaps back out and makes his way to safety....*

[Narya]

Snag, are you alright??? Elenya watch out!!!

Four more rockets go flying into the air and into the pub. Hitting the band and the drumset went KABOOM!

Snag was on the floor safe with his Balrog but the rest of the fireworks were slowly catching fire.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys rolls her eyes at all these lesser beings and their panicky ways. Sighing heavily she pounces on the wagon-load of fireworks and picking it up in her claws, flies away to dump in it in the nearest lake.

[Wonko The Sane]

*smiles her melancholy smile and takes a slight bow*

Thank you, thank you for your beautiful praise.

Narya, I like that you called me Wonks. :)

*watches in muted amusement as Chrys flies the fireworks to the lake*

I hope everyone's ok.

[Narya]

*grabbing a large pint of ale to drown her fright*

Goodness!! Ok, let's get back to business...Ok Snag it's time to announce the winner!

Chrys, thanks. Would you like some beer?

Don't mention it Wonks. It's kinda cool calling you wonks anyway.:D

[chrysophalax]

"No thank you! We Dragons tend to become pretty uncontrollable when we're drunk. I'm here to add to the atmoshere here, not detract from it! The water-trough here will do just fine.

[Snaga]

* Snaga stands and announces to the throng: * The winner is... the delectable Wonks! Congratulations!

* Whispers to Narya * Is there a prize???!

I think its about time I lit up 'The Balrog' ... as it appears to be the only firework left. * Rolls eyes at Magnus *

* Snaga plants the wooden pole of the firework in the grass of the garden outside the pub, lights the fuse and then stands back.

* It flies up into the air, gives a small red burst and turns to darkness. *

'Is that it? I want my money back from those useless pyromancers!'

* Then they realise that the darkness is growing and growing, and the stars and moon are being blotted out by its inky blackness. And then a faint shimmer of livid red appears faintly at first then unmistakeably the tiny outline as of a distance figure, running towards them through the sky. As he approaches he seems to grow ever larger. And then they see he holds a flaming sword, and a fiery whip and he is rushing ever closer, bigger and bigger, filling sky. At last he seems vast beyond all reckoning, his raging eyes glare down as he approaches with the crackle of flames about his fire-wreathed body building to a deafening roar, as his wings of darkness spread wide across the land, and terror fills the hearts of everyone around. They start to run, blindly, full of terror. And he swings his whip... it comes curling down from the sky and just as it seemed all that they could feel the heat of it ...BOOM!!!!!! A deafing explosion crashed through the sky, and he was gone, and shimmering sparkles of orange and yellow fell like sweet rain amongst them. *

That is the signal to drink!

[Narya]

And drink it is! My after that FRIGHT! Don't we all need to drink!!!

*deafening sounds of aplause, laughter, (and screams of fright) fill the air and everyone including Narya raise Sanga1 in their shoulders and hails him hero of the night!!!*

Of course there's a prize for everyone, to Ciryaher as winner of the Caber toss contest we give you this GOLDEN CABER FROM THE LONELY MOUNTAIN! *APLAUSE, APLAUSE*, To Goldberry344 we give this certificate worth 500 pounds to buy all the pies in the Shire courtesy of King Valar and Queen Elbereth. To Wonko the Sane (or Insane) we give this one years' supply of Pipe Weed for your great satisfaction!!!

To everyone more drinks. More drinks!!! Snag, thank you very much for making this occassion the best!!! You are really one cool orc!

[Wonko The Sane]

*bows graciously*

Thank you...*happily accepts the pipeweed from Narya* Only...I don't have a pipe of my own! *smiles and resolves to carve or buy one...or whatever*

*is awed by the fireworks* Those are gorgeous, Snaga.

*glows with all the praise* Wow...I can't believe I won...

[Narya]

The Big Night was over everything went back to normal, and all the guests went home, Snaga1 was the last to leave. Narya had to clean the entire place before heading of to the Market to refill her supplies.

When she got back, she noticed that the Pub looked a bit dreary so she decided to have it repainted, but couldn't figure out what color to change it to and what patterns to use.

I wonder???? Who should I ask for advice on this??? Hmmmmmm...

[chrysophalax]

Chrys raised her head from where she lay curled up by the front door. "Ahem! Why is it that humans always assume that Dragons have no fashion sense? Look at me! I'm a beautiful shiny green, why not a variation on that my dear?"

[Snaga]

Last to leave eh? Ahem... sorry too much beer, I fell asleep. Whoops! I hope I haven't outstayed my welcome. Glad you all liked the fireworks. Must be going now.... Irontooth, come here you lazy old dog!

* Irontooth comes bounding down the stairs. He'd been asleep in the bath. Snaga jumps on his back and rides off *

Bye, Narya! Bye everyone. I'd go for black and red myself.... but thats just me!

[Kyrè]

*Mirina stumbles in from the rain, mumbling*

'Senate, throne, Must return*

*Looks up to Nayra offering her a beer.*

No thanks, I don't drink. I a Queen. I cannot be drunk*

*Is this also a Inn? Could I stay here for a night?*

[Narya]

Actually, no, we have no rooms here, if you need a place to stay you can try somewhere down Bywater, or over The Hill. Maybe the Bagginses have a spare room or two.

Why are you travelling here in the first place anyway?? Anything wrong?? Do you have news for me???

This is a place were lonely hearts go to cheer up you know, maybe you have a broken heart that needs mending???

[Kyrè]

*Mirina glances hazy eyed at Narya*

My heart has been broken many days. I cannot tell you why, so I suspect you can't help me. I'll just have a glass of water.

Oh yeah, Eomer announced his heir, Mithandir, as seeing his has not wife or child.

[Nimawae's hope]

Hmmmm.....maybe he should try to get a wife or child......adoption could be a good choice!!

Does anyone remember me? I have been gone for many days, and it will be mant days before I can be in this place regularly again!! Can someone fill me in though?

[chrysophalax]

"Of course we remember you, Nimawae! You did however miss the pie-eating contest, the caber toss, and the smoke-ring contest and the near destruction of the Pub (which was NOT my fault by the way!).

And how have you been?"

[Elbereth]

Elbereth enters the pub looking tired, stressed, and saddened.

She takes a seat at an empty booth near the back of the bar...slouches down on the table and barries her head in her arms, sobbing quietly to herself.

Someone comes over to check to see if she is ok...

Not lifting her head from her arms...Elbereth tries to explain between sobs...

"I am so tired...so stressed...there is too much to do...and so many demand so much of me...I'm stretched in so many directions...I don't know if I can do it all...but I can not fail...too much depends on my success..." she begins to cry softly to herself...but the sobs are calmer now.

[Khamul]

Hello all, got any raw chicken up in here? Got to feed some of my Variags.

[Nimawae's hope]

Disgusting *Nimawae mutters to her self. She goes back to talking to Elbereth* What is it that is expected of you? Perhaps I might help you bear this burden.

[Elbereth]

*Elbereth looks up at Nim...her red, tear-stained face full of gratitude*

"Oh Nim!!! Earhwesta has been left in ruins! My people are homeless, hungry, and sick. Even with the relief that has been sent from Arnor, there is still so much to be done! And now there is war raging to the north and the south....And with my husband gone to fight in the North, I am left to run both Gondor and Earhwesta. I am just so full of anxiety and worry for our dear Middle earth. I just pray to Eru that he gives me the strength to handle it all."

[Narya]

Here you go, Sting *hands him a platter of Raw Chicken*. You have been missing in action my friend. We have missed you sorely at the Pelennor Fields. *giving him a dig at his leg*

Anyway, Elbereth, I think this is a nice time to prove to everyone that you are fit to be Queen. What do you suppose their gonna think if they see you breakdown like this at a time when they need you the most??? It's not big deal really, we can help you with the relief thingy, won't we Nim? Plus Snag can help with the other supplies. But only you can help yourself by not lossing it when your needed the most. Queens don't cry, not in public anyway, they hold their heads up high and ar a symbol of strength for their people when the Kings are away. So be one! *massaging Elbereth's shoulder like a boxer*

[Elbereth]

*Elbereth looks up at Narya*

"Narya, I appreciate your opinion...but my grief is not with what lies in present. I am perfectly capable of handling my duties as Queen of Gondor, and caring for the lands of Earhwesta as Governor.

My frustration and grief is from what I forsee in the future. My gift of sight (or maybe I should call it now my curse), leaves me very weary with sorrow. I see dark days ahead, with much loss and suffering. And though I can not reveal much of the days ahead, I can tell you that things will only get worse before they get better. I must not say any more...."

*Elbereth then turns her thoughts inward and goes into a meditative state of calm*

(OCC: Narya...In the Book of Lost Tales I, Elbereth is seen weeping after the darkening of the trees of Valinor and the esp. for the kinslaying of the Elves and their departure into Middle Earth...for the elves were who she loved the most, and she forsaw great evil to come of these deeds. I was staying true to my character by weeping for the loss and destruction of my those in my lands and the evil to come. ) ;)

[Narya]

YOu know until now, I thought we were in a different setting here in the prancing pony, that all "IN CHARACTER" stuff belonged in the RPG's. Because if that's the case then I am not a hobbit here, am I?? I have always thought that you being Elbereth and all stayed in the RPG forum. My mistake.

[Elbereth]

(The Prancing Pony is funny like that...the RPG's and it's assorted characters sort of run into it freely. But PP allows us to be more ourselves...and not be so RPG-centric. But I thought you knew that Narya. Stuff and Bother is where we can put aside RPG characters and just be ourselves)

[Narya]

No I didn't know that. And actually I am a bit confused now. You see I never got to play my role in the RPG's. I made a profile, but never got to playing it, cause no one would let me. I was supposed to be a Rohan warrior, King Eomer even invited me to join his council, then brushed me aside. So I decided not to post in those threads no more. It's so descriminative.

Here in the prancing pony, I am a Brandybuck, and owner of a pub which is middle-earthish/realistic/fantasy world in it's own. I am really confused now.

Then you come here, at one time as cool as a New Yorker (which I like) then all sobby because of the wedding thing with Valar (which I like a little less, but it's ok) then cool again as the flying queen of Gondor who stopped by to visit little ole me (which I like again) then now as this serious, soothsaying, spiritualistic being (???) which is now just too confusing to rate...I like the cool you. Although this is supposed to be a pub for broken hearted people (again broken hearted people) I like you better as the not-so-serious-elf-queen-slash-new-yorker-cool-dudette you were.

[chrysophalax]

And I'm just here for the atmosphere and roast lamb!!

[Elbereth]

OOC: Narya...I'm not an elf though!!! I've always been a Valier since I first joined. Read my profile it will explain alot. (The queen bit by the way is a new thing for me...and so is the governorship...I got appointed to these after playing around on the party threads for gosh 4 months...Narya, it takes time...but if you keep at it you will be able to gain everyone's respect and popularity too. You have lots of potential girl...and sorry if I bring everyone down...but I usually save all my depression for this place...I figured that was the purpose of this thread...if not...sorry all!!!)

[Khamul]

It is called the Weeping Willow Pub.

But anyways, could I have some ale to drain my sorrows on? USA lost.....

[Elbereth]

My point exactly Sting!

And I think I will join you in a drink...my treat. We Americans need to stick together you know

[Narya]

Sorry Elbz, I got heatstroke the other day and was recovering when you posted that weeping thing, I was a bit depressed plus I watched Zoolander again for like the 9th time so that got me down too.

I really don't want to play a great big part like you, actually you are kinda good at it. I do feel bad about Eomer brushing me aside though, now that's really what ticked me off, Imagine I got so hyped being a rider of rohan and was bent on slaying enemies then he asked me to join his council after posting replies in HIS HONOR, HE BRUSHES ME ASIDE AND NEVER REMEMBERED TO CALL ME AGAIN!!!!!!!!! Doesn't that annoy you???? Well, I've gotten better roles since then, thanks to Snaga and to Gandalf_White and the other people I've played with. You helped me a lot too by inviting me to your wedding and not throwing a fit when i got drunk.

Sorry, for snapping at you, we still friendS???????

[Elbereth]

Narya, there was never any hard feelings. I could see that you were a little confused and thought that I should clarify things.

Anyway, I too experienced a little bit of snobbery upon coming on into the forum. (I know it wasn't intentional...they just didn't know me or understand where I was going with my character) But I am sure that once everyone gets to know you...they will warm up to you. You're great!!!

(PS...Sorry that Eomer brushed you off...I'm sure he didn't mean to. He is a really great guy once you get to know him. I would give him another chance if I were you)

[Narya]

Thanks ELbz. Well, it doesn't matter now, whether I got into that RPG or not. Actually I think I was in a much better position than you when I entered the forum. I was welcomed. Though, some of my earlier posts were deleted.

But, what the heck, here's some beer. it's on me!!!

[Nimawae's hope]

Quite a conversation going on here......uh......feeling better Elbereth? If you need something you can call on me any time.

[Khamul]

Well, anyways....When can I get that drink to drown my sorrows in?

[Nimawae's hope]

Have you had that raw chicken yet Sting? Is that what your sorrows are about? Hmmmmm.......maybe I can sit here and be your psychiatrist, while you tell me all your troubles!!

[Khamul]

No, the raw chicken is for my Variags.

The USA lost, :( ;).

[Wonko The Sane]

Hey! I just realized Snaga called me delectable back there!!!

*is floored* Wow...I'm delectable.

[Snaga]

Snaga stomps in with his hood drawn low over his face. They know it his him, because Irontooth the wolf is with him. He sits down in a corner for a while, with just Irontooth for company. Irontooth looks at him mournfully. Snaga looks back at him for a long moment, and then laughs. 'Ha! You silly old mutt! You'll be alright I'm sure.'

[Narya]

*Gives Sting his round of beer, and raw meat. Gives Nim her wine and a chair for her psychiatric help to those who need it. Runs to Snag, her best pal. Pats Irontooth on the head and hands a bottle of beer to her orc-friend*

How's the battle going?? I heard you were winning, Snag. Is that the reason why Elbereth is in tears again??? She said she saw you guys winning it. Just don't ransack my pub when you do *wink, wink*

[Snaga]

Snaga takes a swig of his beer, and replies 'The war has reached an impasse, but of course victory was inevitable. My forces would have taken all the lands from Mirkwood to the Gulf of Lhun to the Fords of Poros. Sometimes the cost of such things are high, in this case for me... I have seen it.'

He has another drink, and says: 'But I will face it with a smile. While everything waits I thought we could all have a lot to drink, eh?' He produces a big bag of loot. 'This should pay for some drinks, I think. Do you have any vodka? Those Easterling soldiers have given me a taste for it!'

[Wonko The Sane]

*looks in awe at Snaga the warrior*

Do you really...are you really....wow...

Powerful.

[Kyrè]

Your darn right he's winning the war. I'M UP AGAINST HIM!!!

*In tears*

That big THING is defeating our troops and setting our countries into hard times. AUGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

I feel terrible.

Hey Nayra! There's an opening for a governer of Lothorien! Want it?

[Wonko The Sane]

Ooh! I want it...wait..no I don't...but beer...I want beer...bring on the beer!!!

[Snaga]

'Big THING?!' Snaga laughs to himself.

He stands up, and doesn't crouch this time in his usual style. Suddenly, yes, he does seem big! He strides over to the bar, and hands Narya his bag of silver and gold.

'This should cover drinks and food for everyone for tonight. Everyone knows that an off-duty soldier likes a bit of fun, eh? Lets not talk about the war right now, plenty of time for that later. Maybe later I'll tell you all a scary story. How does that sound? We orcs know a few that will make your toes curl!'

[Kyrè]

Can I have some Evian? I don't drink beer.

Fine, no war.

And if my toes curl any more, they'll disappear.

[Narya]

Governorship of Lothlorien? It's very tempting, really, but that would mean I'd have to fight Snag...NO. I am actually carefully considering moving over to the DARK SIDE (*evil music from Star Wars).

Gives snag a round of Vodka Ice. "sorry Snag, that's all I've got".

Mirina, I don't have Evian here, if you like something clearer and cleaner than Evian I've got some, it's coconut water, chilled. Here, have a taste.

[Nimawae's hope]

*Mutters* I thought it was called coconut MILK.

Narya, this is just my opinion.....uh...I don't think you would quite FIT with the Dark Side......but then I guess you could just have a really pretty name and be evil at the same time....*Nimawae gets an expression of confusion*
.....uh.......forget it.....*Starts to think very hard while guzzling down her wine*

[Kyrè]

Cocanut juice. Sure, I'll try some

*Sputters* What the heck! Tastes like ale! EWWW. Give me some WATER!!!!!!!!!!

[Snaga]

Snaga laughs at Mirina. 'Maybe you don't like it. But I can tell you that coconut milk doesn't taste anything like beer!'

'Vodka Ice is gooood!' says Snaga approvingly to Narya. 'I may get through a few of them... If you want to join the Dark Legion, you would be very welcome. Almost anyone would fit in: we are very tolerant! You can learn lots of clever things there too. Like this....'

Snaga takes his hood down... and surprisingly he looks like a handsome vaguely elf-like person now. He grins at their surprised faces.

[Narya]

*drops the glass and tray that she was holding. Stares in awe of the incredibly handsome transformed orc before her, drools...drools a lot!*:eek: :eek: :eek:

[Kyrè]

Holy Mackeral!

I'm sorry I was harsh, and O My Gosh.. *roar*

I am no longer so harsh. yeah. that's it

No, that was Bad Mirina.

[Narya]

still drooling, filling the floor with saliva....




:eek: :eek: :eek:

still drooling.....

[Nimawae's hope]

You know Narya....I don't think that it's polite to stare at your guests in....um....such a way.....and all that drool is getting slightly nasty.....:D :D :D :D :D :D :D

[Kyrè]

Yeah, Nayra, go get a mop... I'll stay here with Snaga... yeah, thats it. It IS your pub.

[Khamul]

Anyways, can I get an ale?

[Snaga]

Hey Mirina, you want to keep me company eh? That's nice!:) Shall I get you another water? Do you like it with bubbles in it? Maybe I could visit Lothlorien now I dont look quite so scary?

[Ecthelion]

Nain bursts in the door with some elf lady, he waves to Snaga and winks and Nain and the lady walk to an empty room in the back..............;)

OOC: You can use your imaginations:D

[chrysophalax]

Chrys is promptly sick all over the doorway.....

[Kyrè]

*In a daze* Sure Snaga. Come by whenever. *Slaps herself* No, that was bad, Mirina. We are at war. Elessar and Eomer would be furious. But the war is postponed.

*Nain Enters* I wonder what he is up to? No matter.

*Chrys barfs* Uck. Someone clean this up please.

[Khamul]

You two go back there while I laugh at Narya while she cleans up the drool and the mucus falling out of the mouth of a Dragon. (This might take a while)

[Snaga]

'Excuse me a moment, Mirina,' Snaga winks at her.;) 'I might not look like an orc, but I can still put up with a nasty smell better than Narya I bet.'

He takes the mop from a queasy looking Narya, and helps her onto a bar stool. 'Leave it to me!' He quickly cleans up. He opens the window to let some fresh air in.

'You want me to remove Nain from the pub? Just let me know...':D

[Ecthelion]

You know doing that would make the pub very boring Snaga..............I can have lots of fun..............:D ..............Just wait till I am done visting my...um............freind;)

[Khamul]

Should take you a while...;) (No just kidding)

Well, does opening the windows really help? Narya still seems to be drooling...Or is there another reason for this excessive loss of saliva?

[Ecthelion]

I'll take my time;) . An hour later Nain comes out swaggering. He sits by Drygo and Snaga and orders a dacre. Nain turned and saw Narya drooling. He walked infront of her and put a one of those min pools to catch the saliva. He sits back with Sting and Snaga and asks them the oddest way they have killed someone before.

[Lorien]

Lorien walks into the pub and quietly takes a seat at the bar and asks, "Can I have a vodka and lime?"

[Elbereth]

Elbereth takes a seat next to Lorien at the bar.

"Hey SB...nice to see you"

*Turns to the bartender*

"Bartender, could you please get me 3 rounds of tequila shots...I've had a rough day!"

[Lorien]

Lorien smiles and says, "Hey Elb. How's it going?"
*Slowly sips at his Vodka and Lime*

[Snaga]

Snaga stands up and says to Nain: 'I once killed someone with kindness, but I never bored anyone to death.'

He frowns for a moment, as though something else is on his mind. He walks outside, quietly looking at the night sky.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys watchs the uncharacteristically pensive orc as he walks outside.
"Lesser beings, I'll never understand them.." she thinks as she gets up, stretching her wings. "May as well earn my keep!" She glides off on a short patrol, watchful of orcs ( other than Snaga...) .

[Khamul]

Drygo wonders who Nain is talking to named 'Sting'. What a peculiar name.

[Ecthelion]

Oops sorry:D "So DRYGO what is the oddest way you have ever killed someone?

[Kyrè]

Sure, Snaga. I'm sure you're soooo helpful. *Slaps herself harder* NOOOO!!!!!! no. No. NO. That was worse, Mirina.

Chrys, I'm not so sure snaga is a Orc. He looks like a mighty fine elf.

AUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH! I am turning into one of those lovesick freaks. Gimme some more coconut juice.

*Bangs head on the table*

[Narya]

Slowly recovering from the droolfest...she went straight to the kitchen and drank about 4 pints of Gin - mistaking it for water - before returning back outside.

Now she is drunk. Drunk like a drunken master, and there was no way she could have stood up still.

She then goes to the front to see if Chryssy was outside, only to see that she has left for her nightly patrol. She goes back inside and sees Elbereth and SB talking to each other. She tries to get to them but the alcohol shoot up her head, and she went positively MAD!!!

She started Dancing to an unheard music with an unseen fellow in the middle of the pub. Looking like a complete fool, she continuously does so and in the process entertains her patrons and new customers.

[Snaga]

Snaga comes back inside feeling much more cheerful.

For a moment he considers joining Narya dancing, but then realises Narya is going great on her own!

He looks around for a moment, trying to decide who to sit with.

[Kyrè]

Sit with me, sit with me!!;) ;)

[Snaga]

OK Mirina, of course I'll sit with you. But no more banging your head on the table OK?!

Anyway, I think we should all sing happy birthday to Wonko. I hope someone remembered to make her a cake.

Are you ready for your present, Wonks?

[Narya]

She then goes straight to the bar and saw - in 4's - Nain, and grabbed him by the hand and tried to make him dance...

*still oblivious of the world around, drunk as a monkey*

[chrysophalax]

Chrys returns from nightly patrol, only to find her friend polluted out of her mind! She enters the bar and gently picks Narya up by the back of her clothing and carries her outside. "Is this any way for an inn-keeper to behave? Come, my friend, I'm going to take you for a ride!" So saying, she took off with a wailing Narya clinging desperately to her neck. Chrys chuckled to herself, "If this doesn't sober her up, nothing will!" :D (It takes a lot to appall a Dragon!)

[Narya]

the height made Narya feel giddy, then her head started swinging, when they went near the hills, and over Hobbiton, she threw up, and it rain of puke all over the shire, much to the dismay of the Mayor.

[Snaga]

Snaga glances out of the window and says to Mirina: 'It looks like the weather's getting worse. I'm glad I came back indoors.'

[chrysophalax]

Chrys was much amused by the reaction of the townsfolk to Narya's sickness. Having pity at last, she set down next to the lake and watched as Narya washed herself off and splashed her face. Aside from looking deathly pale, she seemed much improved.

"Climb on my back and we'll go back to the Pub, and no barrel-rolls this time!" Gingerly, Narya climbed on and Chrys flew her carefully back to the Willow.

[Kyrè]

Yes, the weather is certainly getting worse, and worse... Oh gross, what is that? (It was a barfed up roll that had come flying in with 'the weather'

[Snaga]

'Is it just my imagination, or is there a lot of vomiting in this pub? First Chryss, now Narya... Let me know if you start feeling queasy Mirina. I think someone's poisoned the water supply. No... it wasn't me before you ask.'

[Kyrè]

I am getting queasy, Snaga. Let's go outside before I vomit.

And, no I didn't poison the water supply either.

Wait, I forgot. It's raining vomit. Ick! My little elven stomach is having a hard time right now... ewwww...

[Snaga]

'It looks as though its stopped raining now, Mirina. Come on. You better come outside. I'm not cleaning up any more vom, ok?!'

[Kyrè]

Of course, Snaga. I wouldn't enjoy cleaning up vomit all evening either.

[Ecthelion]

Then out of nowhere Nain starts spewing everywhere. Gallons and gallons of barf fly out of his mouth covering the people in the Inn. Nain said groggly "Someone needs to talk to the chef..............And I think I need he......" He fell over and fainted and counld't finish his sentance.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys set down with Narya outside the Willow and wrinkled her nose. "What in Arda was that SMELL?" After Narya had clambered off her back, she put her ears back and snarled menacingly...Nain! She might have know! Help? Most definitely! She entered the Pub, seized Nain, gave him a shake for good measure, then took off with him in her jaws to dump him unceremoniously in the lake.

[Snaga]

Snaga applauds the unceremonious dumping of Nain in the lake.

Then he gets a bottle of water for Mirina, and another for Narya. Then he wanders off to hire an army of cleaners to clean up the mess. On the way back he spots Nain crawling out of the lake, water dripping from his beard.

Snaga grabs him by the beard and pulls him out. 'You damn fool. You are getting on my nerves!' he says, before hacking straight through his beard with his scimitar, causing Nain to collapse on the shore of the lake. 'I'm really losing patience with you!' he tells Nain, before pushing him back in the lake.

Then he returns to the pub. 'You know what? Now I've cut his beard off, he looks a lot like Gollum... dont you think?' he remarks to noone in particular.

[Kyrè]

Thank you for the water. I think I needed it...

Ewww...

I'm outa here.

[Snaga]

Snaga watches the Queen of Lothlorien depart with a gleam in his eye.

'I'm just too bad!' he said, laughing to himself.

He goes to find his good friend Narya, to make sure she is being well looked after. 'Narya, you really need to be more careful than that! Four pints of gin?! You should know better. Hehe anyway I won't lecture you. When you are feeling better, let me know. We will need to find some good ideas to get all the customers back in here. I think I just scared the last of them away!'

Narya still looks pale and shaky, so Snaga carries her upstairs where she can sleep.

Then he comes back downstairs. He ushers the last of the hobbit-cleaners out, and decides to close up for a while. He puts the 'CLOSED' sign on the door and locks up.

'Anyone who hasn't left can stay and have a nice quiet drink. I'll pay. But no new customers until Narya has recovered!'

[Lorien]

Lorien grinned and ordering a gin walks over to Snaga. "So you cut Nain's beard off eh? Should've shaved his head too."

[Wonko The Sane]

Yes! It was my birthday last Thursday. :)

Where is this cake, boy?

And I am SOOOO ready for my present, Snags!

[Snaga]

'I know you will like this, Wonks' says Snaga passing her a small well-wrapped present. 'Happy Birthday!'

Wonko opens it to find a CD entitled 'Sweet Nothings' - a collection of tracks of guys with english accents saying nice things, plus a bonus track: Hugh Grant reading HTML code.

[Kyrè]

Mirina walkes back in, refreshed and ready for...

*Do you have a ladies room*

*thanks*

I feel much better now. I don't think there will be anymore obscene barfing.

The Queen of Lothorien? Why couldn't you just use my name?

[Narya]

*Narya rolls around in her bed, still feeling sick and dizzy. SHe won't dare open her eyes, she feels like throwing up again, but there is nothing to throw out anymore. She just lay there. Quiet as a mouse, until she realizes that it was almost midnight. And her pub was unmanaged (or so she thought) But how in middle earth will she be able to go down??*

[Snaga]

'Here's your gin, Lorien. You are right, but I didn't have my axe with me!'

Snaga looks at Mirina, puzzled. 'I just locked the door. How did you get in? Down the chimney? I called you Queen of Lothlorien because I like to remember my place!' he says with a cheeky grin. 'Excuse me your majesty!'

He goes upstairs to the dehydrated Narya to bring her some water, and to tell her everything is OK downstairs. 'I'll make my hangover cure later, when you are ready for it. Its not very tasty, but it works!'

[Narya]

*takes the water, and drank it all down. It made her stomache churn and she felt like vomiting again, but she struggled to keep the water inside.*

thanks, Snag!... she said with great effort.

Her head swam but she could feel the cool breeze from the window that her friend Snaga opened for her. She could hear his footsteps as he hurried down the stairs.

I wonder where dear Chryssy is, at this time she should be hungry from her patrol...

[Kyrè]

Heheheh, you know, my great- grandmother was the Queen Galadriel her self. I do not have to tell you every thing.

*Grins* Snaga, in a pub I am not 'your highness' or Queen. I am Mirina, and you would do well to remember my name.

[Ecthelion]

Unfortunately Nain could not swim. When he was dumped he started splashing around yelling for help. Nian was getting closer and closer to drowning..........

[Kyrè]

Mirina saw Nain thrashing around, and went and got him.

For all the trouble you have caused, I should have let you drown.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys arrives back at the Willow only to find the door has been locked! Thinking that something has befallen Narya, she commences roaring mightily until Snaga stomps to the door and flings it open, only to be confronted by an incredibly flustered Dragon. She looks at Snaga and asks him where Narya is. After assuring Chrys that Narya is still recovering from her "treatment", Chrys curls up on the door-step for a nap.

[Snaga]

'Remember your name... got it! Yes your majesty!' Snaga bows low to the beautiful queen of Lothlorien. 'Just let me know when you want to go to the bar, Queen Mirina Vanimelda, and I will bring out the red carpet for you!'

Seeing the bedraggled dwarf, Snaga gets him a towel, a brandy, and the cleaning bill.

[Ecthelion]

"Also Snaga can I have a hair drier?" Nain starts drinking his ale and flips Snaga some gold coins to pay. "And more thanks to you Mirina for saving my life from a rude someone *cough cough*"

[Khamul]

Drygo wonders what all the fuss is about. While pondering, he turns to the empty bar, and begins to quietly crawl around it's corner. While back there he notices a couple barrels of ale, which he begins to quietly roll into a nearby wagon, which will give him a comfortable ride down to the party on the other side of the Shire.

[Narya]

*slowly Narya crawls towards her dresser.* I need to change this dress, I smell like vomit. Yuck!!! Then undressing herself rather clumsily she fell down flat on her face, and the hit was so hard her nose bled, and she gave out a loud cry. Then remembering she was half naked she cried out again, I'm all right!!! don't bother! I will get up and come down very soon...

After much effort and a lot of bumps, she finally manages to fit into clean clothes and takes a few Aspirins for her headache.

[Ecthelion]

Because of all the pian and noises Nain asks Drygo if he could hitch a ride and come along.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys wakes up with aloud snort when she hears Narya blundering around upstairs then laces her ears back and snarls at Nain as he tries to squeeze past her in the door-way.

[Snaga]

Snaga calls up the stairs to Narya. 'Take your time. Everything is under control. Don't hurry on our account!'

Then he goes to the door and says to the Chryss: 'Are you hungry?' He glances at Nain.

[Ecthelion]

Nain sees Snaga glance and glances back and mouths "What?"

[Kyrè]

Snaga, don't test me. I am not a Queen in a Pub. You are not an incredibly ugly orc. Get used to it.

[Lorien]

Lorien takes his drink in a corner and drinks it slowly. Then he looks around for Snaga and finding him makes his way over to him. "Hey, do you people have anything to eat here? I'm a mite peckish."

[chrysophalax]

"Yes Snaga, I am rather, did you bring me roast lamb?" Chrys begins sniffing the Orc-lord all over in search of delicacies...

[Kyrè]

Snaga, you haven't replied yet. Does that mean that you don't have anything to say, HUH?? Sorry, in a bad mood. I really hit it hard over Elessar.

[Snaga]

Snaga is all confused at Mirina, and wanders away bemused. Perhaps she is really mad at him? Snaga doesn't know.

Just now the hungry dragon is a pressing concern. And Lorien wants food too! Running a pub is not so easy after all. (Help! Narya... please get better, he pleads mentally.)

'OK guys, I'm right on it!' He dashes downstairs to the cellar which keeps cool all year round. He has a look round.... Lamb... lots of lamb. OK. Good. What else? Vegetables, tomatoes, and onions and red peppers and things. Great. Herbs? Needs herbs! Snaga remembers from long ago, chatting to a easterling girl who worked in the kitchens of Beraid Rhun. Hmmm.... The garden!

Snaga rushes back upstairs, and out into the garden. All is dark, except the occasional flame issuing from the nostrils of the impatient dragon. But Snaga's eyes are sharp, and his nose is sensitive. He finds the smelly leaves with no problem, and picks a bunch. Then something else catches his eye...

Snaga comes back in, now a bit more composed. He walks over to Mirina and says: 'Mirina, fair maiden, do not be mad at me. I am cursed with a glib tongue and a foolish sense of humour. But I really like you, so can we be friends?' From behind his back he produces a big bunch of flowers which he presents to Mirina.

Then he heads of to the kitchen, grabbing a couple of bottles of red wine along the way, cuts up some of the lamb and roasts it for Chryss. The rest he turns into a beautiful lamb dish, that tastes absolutely exquisite. He brings it out for Lorien and anyone else who is hungry, serves it up, and then crumples into a chair, exhausted...

[chrysophalax]

After devouring the lamb in record time, Chrys growls contentedly and stretchs out her claws. "Wonderful, Snaga! I must speak to Narya about hiring you as a full-time chef, when you're not off killing and conquering that is!"

[Kyrè]

Mirina starts to tear up.

Snaga, I'm sorry. The (RPG) war isn't going very well, and my alliances are being pigheads. I'm just tired of being queen. I came here to cool down, and yet, I'm being treated like a queen still. Sometimes I wish I had someone else, to, help me. My governers are inactive, doing nothing really, and so I have alot to do.

[Snaga]

Snaga gives Mirina a friendly shoulder to cry on.

'I know how you feel. I'm run off my feet myself. I'd like to help if I can... '

[Ecthelion]

"Queen Mirina are you ok?" Nain asks from his knees;)

[Kyrè]

Snaga, alas, there is nothing you CAN do. I promised myself I would rule single, so as not to be influenced by marriage, or... love.

[Lorien]

Lorien gets himself some of the lamb and gingerly puts a piece in his mouth. As he chews on the piece slowly an expression of pure delight crosses his face and he starts yelling, "This is the best bloody lamb I've had in ages. This is sooooo good. Snaga, please give up the Dark Side and become a chef?"

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher makes his usual entrance by flying through a window and landing not-at-all-softly. "Ahh, 'tis good to be back at an inn!"

He sits down at the bar and takes a swig out of his still-full krug. "Hmm...a bit tangy...." he says, wondering why there are chunks in his beer, "Bartender! Could you please clean and refill this?"

[Lorien]

Lorien fills his plate with more lamb and getting a beer sits next to Cir. "Still having troubles with flying huh? Nevermind, you've got to try some of this lamb. Its ruddy brilliant, so juicy, so tasty...." *his eyes glaze over and he starts drooling*

[Narya]

*Narya, now a bit sober but still hazy, stands up, pale as paper, and starts walking towards the door and into the stairway. She takes her first step down and she missed the first step by a couple of inches and with a yell that woke half the neighborhood up, falls down head first. She hits Lorien who was contentedly eating his roasted lamb before stopping at Ciryaher's foot, unconscious.*

[Lorien]

Lorien's face hits the edge of his plate and the lamb goes flying. "Nooooooo, my lamb......" cries out Lorien. As he moves forward to catch it he hits Narya on the ground and falls face-first beside her. From his position on the ground, "Why does this happen to me?"

[Ciryaher]

Cir takes a piece of lamb and sniffs it, then puts it back. "No wonder it tastes so good, it's got at least half a pound of MSG on it!"

Looking down at Narya, he holds up a piece of paper with a picture of the moon and sun running into eachother. "Does that blow your mind, or what?" he grins.

[Narya]

*the unconscious hobbit lies on the floor of her pub, with a sock forcibly fitted into her head like a hat, and her dress with the back side at the front.*

[Lorien]

Lorien groans and says, "Thats real nice Cir as long as I'm the sun its real nice." Reaches and grabs his glass off the table then he downs his drink in one gulp and goes back to lying on the floor.

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer walks in, for the first time.

He sits down next to Lorien and Cir

"It has been a while since i've tasted food from an inn. I can remember when i was young. I first walked into the Silver Dragon, Aah now that was a might inn. Though it was shut down. Tal then made The Eagle and Child inn. That too was a great inn. Now i'l see if this Weeping Willow Pub will match the standurds.

Bartender, give me what his having"

*Eomer points at Lorien's food

[Narya]

still unconscious, Narya's subconcious tells her Aye! Wake up, you fool of a hobbit! Wake up!!! There are customers and your pub is being run by an Orc!!! Wake up!!! The slowly Narya opens her eyes, and sees that the pub has new faces inside. she tries desperately to see her friend Snag who has been kind enough to watch and run the pub for her, orc though he be, he was the nicest orc around.


*ooc Eomer I've got a bone to pick with you, how come you never called on me in the Council of Rohan??? I am about to change my Profile because for a warrior of Rohan I am overlooked many times. Why?*

[Kementari]

Kem enters the inn through the door without breaking anything. She ignores poor Sb on the floor, steps over him and almost sits down next to Cir but seeing that he was in one of his philosophical moods, she takes a seat next to Eomer.
"Bartender, chocolate milk, please"

[chrysophalax]

Chrys looks up from licking her claws and finds the new arrivals mildly interesting, especially the lesser being who thinks he can fly.

She then heaves herself up and begins snuffling Narya all over, wondering why she keeps assuming a horizontal position when she's normally so energetic!

[Kyrè]

Oh dear.. Mirina sighs... I don't know what is wrong with me. At home, in court, I would be laughing so hard that my teeth would fall off. But here, that wasn't remotedly funny. I don't know if... She stops in mid-sentance. Oh dear. No. That can't be it. No. NO. That isn't it.

[Eomer Dinmention]

ooc: Because i never knew you were one. Narya. Your name describes ur race.


"Why hello Kem nice of you to drop in. It seems as if you took no notice of Poor SB"



ooc: I'd like to ask everyone, does everyone know what SB means when we are using it??

[Lorien]

Lorien says from the ground, "Oh don't mind me. I just seem to be having a tremendrous difficulty maintaining my lifestyle." Raises his glass to his lips and discovers that he's all out of gin. Then he raises himself to his feet and slaps Narya on her face until she wakes up. "Come on I think you've had enough dream-land time." Drags Narya forcibly to the bar and makes her drink a Bloody Mary. "There now sit down for a while and it'llbe all better." Lorien gets himself a gin and walks over to the table saying hello to Eomer and Kem. He pushes Cir who's still in a philosophical mood to the other side of the seat and slides next to him. "Can I get another roast lamb here?"

[Ciryaher]

Cir gets up and perches himself on the far side of the bar on a stool, keeping himself company with his "philosophical mood."

[Kementari]

Kem feels bad cause she forgot Cir doesn't like being teased. She goes over and sits next to him, and lays her hand on his.

[Ciryaher]

Cir smiles at Kem and blushes embarassedly, "Sorry...I was pouting.."

He stood up and gestured back to the table, still holding her hand.

[Lillyaundra]

lilly comes causiously in and whispers "hello???????"

[Lorien]

Lorien smiles at Cir and Kem and sprawls out against his seat holding his drink in his hand. Eomer's and his roasted lambs arrive and Lorien starts eating.

[Ciryaher]

Cir waves to Lilly and says, "Howdy!"

[Narya]

Narya spits the bloody mary all over her guests since she hates that drink. Apologizes like crazy then pours herself a glass of white wine to drown the taste of it.

Minutes pass and Narya feels ok, a bit, and she starts serving her guest, many called for ale, some for beer, others, for roasted lamb and honey chicken, and buffalo wings, and beef tenderloin, with mushroom sauce. The hobbit was kept busy until she realizes her friend outside would be hungry right now, and she was right for the dragon was eyeing many of her elven guests.

Her Chryssy, I've kept this specially for you She handed the dragon a platter of Baked Turkey with baby potatoes and carrots with a healthy helping of butter and garlic.


*ooc You did know Eomer, you even welcomed me and commanded me to come to your Council of Rohan, check the RPG Profiles thread and you will see. While you're at it, check your council of Rohan thread and you will see there that you told me to wait for a while and you will call me, but guess what, you never did

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer eats the lamb
"yes your right Cir, there is alot of MSG. Hmm i wonder if thats good for you or not??"

I'm leaving to the Argonath, come with my Lorien

ooc: Well i'm sorry Narya, I am a forgetful man sometimes. It probably slipped my mind. There are positions left in my Kingdom, If u want go and check in the The Council of Rohan. And if you still want to be a captain, I suggest that you never yell or speak rudely to me again

[Kyrè]

I should leave. I'm not feeling...well. Excuse me. See you in the morning.

[Snaga]

'Good bye Mirina! Hope you feel better soon!' says Snaga sleepily, with a wave.

He lies down across the seats, falls asleep but has disturbing dreams and is soon muttering and crying out in his sleep.

[Ecthelion]

Nain sees no one to talk to so he gets his own table. He throws up on the ground and then crashes.

[Kyrè]

The Next Morning:

Mirina came back for breakfast. She had funny dreams also. Dreams she did not get. Hmm... she could usually interperet her own dreams, but this one, she could not...

[Snaga]

Snaga is still asleep, but he's rolled off the seat fallen on the floor, cut his head, all without waking up. And he is still dreaming...

'... change the pumps.... no no... ahhh the dragon is hungry.... no no noooo! ... food? no I wont cook ... no no! don't hit me, Mom... no! .... urghh more vomit... whos hungry? go away!!... noooo.... yes Mirina! ... ahhh arghhhh no... no... stupid damn dwarf..... where's Narya?? ... gone again... no no not again... get away... arrghhh no not that ... nooooo! no!!! ...I'm trapped.... no!..'

[Kyrè]

Mirina bent down over Snaga. He seemed to be having the strangest nightmare. She prodded him with her long, tapered finger.

SNAGA WAKE UP! When he didn't awake, she sat by him, and kept prodding him...

[Snaga]

Snaga wakes up suddenly in blind terror and grabs hold of Mirina, and clings onto her for a moment. Slowly he recovers his senses, looking around trying to work out where he is...

[Ecthelion]

Nain is still sleeping and abrubtly wakes up. He screams "THE DARK LORD HAS RETURUNED!!!!" Nain rushes out the door and says he will return later.

[Kyrè]

Mirina gasped as Snaga took hold of her. She runs a finger over Snaga's wound on his head, and it instantly closes up.

'I am the Great-Granddaughter of Galadriel, you know' she said, and Snaga realeased her. Silly thing, what is going on? You were having a nightmare, and what is this 'the dark lord has returned' bit that Nain was saying... Snaga, what is going on. For once in my life, I am scared. My alliance, is gone, and no one in my Council, exept for ms. Greenleaf has posted in the last 2 weeks. Elessar is gone, the person I usually talk to for advice.... What am I coming to? My mother, Anira, is gone, and... I just realized. I don't have an heir. Anira will be disapointed in me. But it isn't about 'I' or 'me'. Its about my country, and if the Dark Lord has returned, then that very well means that... I have nothing to fall back upon. No wonder Wizdom resigned.

[Snaga]

Snaga sits up and tries to listen but he is feeling quite groggy still. 'Narya! Do you have any coffee?' he asks.

'Hmm, you know, what was I dreaming about? I'm finding it hard to remember. Anyway Mirina, I am sure you will find a way. I know you are determined to rule and live alone. You are a good ruler I am sure. But I know what you mean: I sometimes think it would be nice to have an heir too. But children... perhaps later...' Snaga looks worried at the thought.

[Narya]

Narya, slowly getting downstairs still in her pj's and holding a hot pot of coffee in her hand. Did I hear anyone ask for coffee?? Oh Snag, what happened to you? You look aweful. I had the strangest dream, I dreamt I got so drunk that you had to run the pub for me...he he. Isn't that ridiculous? Mirina do you want pancakes for breakfast or omelet with toast?

Then she sees, Nain sleeping in a pool of vomit, and called one of her hired help to clean him and the floor. Then she took a lot of Baby powder and put plenty on his flustered face There that should keep you from throwing up again. it always works for me.

[chrysophalax]

Chrys grabs Nain by a foot and he starts yelling, knowing that another trip to the lake is forth-coming..

[Ecthelion]

But Nain whispers something in the dragon's ear and is let down. He comes back into the pub and asks for some coffee as well.

[chrysophalax]

" Hmmmmmmmm, right! I'll remember that Nain! You said you were going to do WHAT to Snaga at the Burning Chicken?"

[Ecthelion]

Excuse me?

[Snaga]

Snaga looks at Nain steadily, and says: 'Jump in the lake. I mean it. Go and jump in the lake! That's a Dark Legion order. Do it now - and don't even think about doing anything else.'

[chrysophalax]

"Never! Under any circumstances whisper in a Dragon's ear!"

[Ecthelion]

"Ok." Nain says and pulls out his add water high dive set. He adds some water and poof it's a big high dive. Luckily Nain also learned how to swim in his dream so he jumped in and splashed then he grabbed a raft and layed on it and read the newsparchment.

[Snaga]

Snaga says sidelong to Chryss, 'Do you think he thinks that is going to be good enough? That was a test of discipline and trust. Discipline to obey the order without delay. And trust that I wouldn't let him drown. He failed, I am sad to say. Alas, will he ever be ready for high office?'

Snaga goes back inside, and sits drinking his coffee. He smiles at Narya, and says: 'Awful? Thanks! Nice of you to mention it!' He grins. 'Just joking! I must be going soon I am afraid. Duty calls, but I will come again as soon as I can!'

[Ecthelion]

Another sad thing for Nain. He forgot that in his dream he had floaties. HE remembered this and tried to paddle on his raft to shore, but alas, balance isn't one of the many great things of dwarves so he falls in and sinks to the bottom looking for a diver mask or something he could use to stay alive. Then music comes into his "Stayin Allllllllllllllllllliiiiiiiivvvveee!"

[Ecthelion]

Nain got very worried, but then remebered.......he can float. He slowly float to the top and balanced himself so he lay still waiting till he would drift to shore and get his floaties.

[Narya]

Well, ok, Snag. Take care now. and If you need anything just call!

Then Narya hurries to the kitchen and prepares her menu for the day.

[Snaga]

Snaga waves goodbye and heads to the lake. He gets in a rowing boat and paddles out to where Nain is splashing about. He drags him into the boat, just managing to keep the boat upright.

Then Snaga paddles back to shore, gets out and ties up the boat again.

He looks at Nain, and shakes his head. 'Are you sure you are a dwarf? You don't have enough self-respect to be a dwarf. You are like Gollum.'

Then he whistles to Irontooth, and together they disappear off down the Great East Road.

[Ecthelion]

Nain thanks Snaga and then wonders "How am like gollum? I'm not exactly skinny, I hate fish, and I can barely swim. Now if he is talking about self respect I have plenty of that just not always shown." Nain pulls out a cell phone and calls over a swimming insturctor and starts taking lessons.

[Nimawae's hope]

Well.......I guess there has been a lot going on around here.........very interesting........uh......can somebody fill me in again........I haven't been......uh.......alert for awhile.......yeah.....:rolleyes:

[Kyrè]

I must go. Quote Snaga: Duty calls. I might be back. Later.

There are rumors that Anira will be returning. She is my mother, and I have to go oversee her return.

'What is this? About a wedding?'

[Narya]

Wedding? What wedding?? Hi Nim! Well, there has been very silly and weird things that went about while you were absent but don't bother about them no more, it doesn't matter now, how have you been??? *hands her a pint of ale* I suppose you'll stay for lunch now won't you? Most of them went off, say's the war has to continue and all.

[Kyrè]

WHAT WAR! No, no I must leave if there is talk of war...

[Ecthelion]

I must leave because I am getting swimming lessons in the lake.

[Nimawae's hope]

Swimming lessons? COOL!!! I like lakes!!

Thanks Narya! I could really use another pint to get over that last hangover that I had!!:D *Drinks the whole thing at once* AAAAAHHHHH!!! Much better!!;)

[Narya]

*looks outside and calls out to the hobbit who takes her to the market.*
I have to go, but I will be back soon, I am going to the market to get supplies, I'm all out of almost everything I serve. Sam will keep the pub running. Well, must be off. enjoy yourselves.

[Nimawae's hope]

*Nimawae didn't hear a word Narya said. She passed out on the floor.......AGAIN!!!*

[chrysophalax]

Chrys began to wonder why so many of these lesser beings kept laying on the floor Narya's beautiful pub. She rolled her eyes and began licking Nimawae's face to wake her up...

[chrysophalax]

This is an open casting call! The RPG Redemption stands in immediate need of characters to populate the Silver Dragon Inn in Bree! Come as you are and enjoy yourselves...this will be a limited engagement!! My thanks!

[Nimawae's hope]

*Nimawae immediately jumped to her feet and ran to the RPG*

[Narya]

I'm back! I hope no one has messed up my pub when I... suddenly she saw her pub filled with cobwebs, it hadn't been visited for almost a week! now I wonder where everyone's gone off to??? Hmmmm... Hurriedly she placed all her groceries on the kitchen table and took the broom and the dustpan out of the closet and started cleaning the pub, as she did so she sang a song about drinking and thought to herself that if she every gets this cleaning done she will have a feast herself.

[GaladrielQueen]

Galadriel walks in and offers Narya a help clearing the cobwebs. ;)

[Narya]

Oh thank you, GQ. I can manage really. Though if you like to order anything I can get you some, there's a table over there that has been cleaned up for you.

[Elbereth]

*The door to the Pub swing open and Elbereth comes in bearing a large scroll*

"Hi Narya! Nice to see you re-opened the place. The old establishment is not the same without you."

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher comes crashing through a window, swinging from a rope (no, not around his neck). Tumbling to the barcounter, he slammed his giant, 55-gallon krug on the counter with a mighty squeak.

"I shall have......ROOT BEER! And not that icky stuff that tastes disgusting, either!"

[Narya]

frightened nearly out of her knickers, Narya screams in terror at the entrance of the large folk with pointy ears. She had half a minute to breath before getting Ciryaher's order of Root beer and took a pint of ale herself to calm her nerves. then realizing that she was being stoopid, she looks at Elbereth and Ciryaher and with a face that could have curdled fresh milk she said, "Next time, please enter my pub the way NORMAL customers do, Aye?" slowly massaging her chest and wishing with all her heart that her friend Chrysy would return from her outlandish affairs and help her with the security and management of the pub.

"Ok, Elbs, my dear vala, what can I do for you?"

[Elbereth]

"Well Narya, can you serve me up a Fuzzy Navel and an order of fried mushrooms. That should satisfy me for now. :D "

Elbereth then turns to Cir. "Wow, that is one mighty large krug...where in Eru's name did you find such a thing?"

Elbereth then shift the large scroll that she is carrying to the other side of her chair and leans it against the pole so that she can continue talking to her good friend Ciryaher.

[Narya]

Handing Elbereth 1 order of Fried mushrooms with Garlic butter and Coke (sorry I have no Fuzzy Navel, this is fuzzy anyway) She then returned to her cleaning which now involved the toilet.

I will you both here to chat a while, I need a lot of cleaning to do back there and no one's here to help. I trust you won't destroy my pub while I'm in the back and winks at her customers.

Busying herself with the toilet, Narya started singing a bathroom song.

[Elbereth]

"Poor Narya...she should really hire someone to do that sort of work...oh course if she likes cleaning...more power to her."

*digs into her fried mushrooms...but wonders if she can get some marinara sauce and ranch sauce for dipping.*

[Ciryaher]

"I'm not normal, dear hobbit, and that's how I always come into pubs!" he said, and then turned to Elbereth.

"This Krug was purchased in Augsberg, Bayern at the Jahrlich Weisswurst und Beir Kuchenfest...it was the best they had."

He whips out some horseradish dip for the mushrooms and helps himself to some of Elb's with a grin.