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Post by Verewen of Rohan on Dec 9, 2008 15:12:22 GMT -5
*A note is tacked to the front door of the Kinhall, the handwriting rough and uneducated with many mispellings.*
Greetings Pillagers.
I came to Bree-land a fortnight or more ago now, in search of my daughter, the one whom many of you know as Verewen. I recently heard that she is a member of your group, and it is my hope that you can help get word to her that I am here and greatly desire an audience with her. For many years I have faithfully served Theoden, our king, but no longer.... he has fallen "ill" and is no longer capable of leading and guiding our people in a way that I agree with and for my outspokenness, I was shunned and ostracized. And so, I left Rohan, forsaking my oath to king and country and turning my back on my countrymen.
I saw a great many things during my travels across river and mountain this past days, and I realize that there is a greet need of brave men and women here. The need for strength is almost greater here than back home, I'd wager. Therefore, I willingly pledge my spear and shield in support of your cause, and humbly request admittance amongst the ranks of the Pillagers of Pipeweed.
Thank you.
((Veremund, father of Verewen. Man Warden. This isn't the intro I had originally planned to post but what I'm writing is turning out to be more of a short story, and will be posted in a follow up post in a different thread of the boards.))
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Post by OnyxBlade on Dec 9, 2008 15:38:47 GMT -5
Verewen? Nope... can't say the name sounds unfamiliar to me. Perhaps next door? *points up the road towards Delaney's house*
I know there's a whole lot of ruckus coming from there at all hours of the night.
And I'm not so sure she can heal your king though.
*whispers* I hear she likes to steal things. S'why I got this here goat Brunlilly to watch my mushroom tent.
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Post by Zabrak on Dec 9, 2008 15:47:56 GMT -5
Verewen? Nope... can't say the name sounds unfamiliar to me. Perhaps next door? Wasn't there a Cerenwen living at your house? |
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Post by OnyxBlade on Dec 9, 2008 15:57:57 GMT -5
*blush* She's crazy! crazy I tell you!
There was a Cerenwen... but she, uh... well, she...
There's a chipmunk in my mushrooms! hang on lad!
*scampers off waving his pitchfork*
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Post by Delaney on Dec 9, 2008 17:29:21 GMT -5
*points up the road towards Delaney's house* I know there's a whole lot of ruckus coming from there at all hours of the night. Sadly true, through no fault of my own besides letting kin into my house. I have a lovely reflecting pool in the main room, which certain people decide to bathe in. You should see the ring dwarves leave on the tiles, especially farming dwarves. *whispers* I hear she likes to steal things. S'why I got this here goat Brunlilly to watch my mushroom tent. a) I only steal from the bad guys. b) Goats love to eat mushrooms. (And pretty much anything else.) |
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Post by katarnus on Dec 10, 2008 7:31:50 GMT -5
b) Goats love to eat mushrooms. (And pretty much anything else.) This is a pretty popular myth but not entirely true. I was raised on a farm and my grandpa had no less than 65 goats. I tried to feed them all kinds of stuff and I have to say they were pretty dang picky. One thing that surprised me was they wouldn't eat anything that touched the ground. Like a watermelon rind for example. They'd eat it out of your hand all day, but if any dirt got on it, it was over. Sorry, random goat fact. haha |
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Post by OnyxBlade on Dec 10, 2008 9:26:44 GMT -5
*nods in approval at Katarnus*
Aye lad. Goats are might smart. Besides, ol Brunlilly has been trained as a guard goat.
nah! It's True!
Why, just the other day, some wee lil hobbit lad was approaching up onto my mushroom tent and Ol' Brunlilly, named her after Brunli ya know. Now that Brunli, he's got an axe arm that can chop down a tree in a single swing. I remember once we were hunting trolls for a wee bit of silver, lil Brunli, had ta have been so young, he was still using his third or fourth axe, got a wild hair ta see if he could cut a troll arm off at the shoulder in one swing.
Funny thing was *chuckles* he could reach that high. So, here he is... *guffaws* jumping up and down, swinging his axe over his head, trying to cut that arm off... *haaa haaa haaa* and then he jumps up... takes a BIG HUGE back swing over his head... *HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA* and gets his axe stuck in a tree behind him!
*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAA* The whole time I chased that troll off, Brunli's hanging from his axe up in ta tree, he ain't letting go of that axe.
*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA*
ahhhhhh
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Post by Delaney on Dec 10, 2008 11:46:04 GMT -5
b) Goats love to eat mushrooms. (And pretty much anything else.) This is a pretty popular myth but not entirely true. I was raised on a farm and my grandpa had no less than 65 goats. I tried to feed them all kinds of stuff and I have to say they were pretty dang picky. One thing that surprised me was they wouldn't eat anything that touched the ground. Like a watermelon rind for example. They'd eat it out of your hand all day, but if any dirt got on it, it was over. Sorry, random goat fact. haha Shush, you. These are Middle Earth goats I'm talking about.  Besides, having caught a snippet from you last night, I need you to explain just exactly how much an "ass ton" weighs.  |
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Post by katarnus on Dec 10, 2008 12:37:15 GMT -5
Random Goat Fact #2: Goats are VERY smart. My grandpa used to have two strands of electric fence running around the bottom of all our fences in order to keep the critters in. Well, electric fence isn't constant current. It pulses. The goats would kneel down beside the fence and thingy their heads listening. After a little bit, they'd figure out the pulses and jump through the fence in between the pulses. They'd figured out how to time their escape. We had to lower the strands even lower so they couldn't go under anymore. Oh, and "ass ton" It's pretty much the same amount as "a whole whole bunch." Put it in your calculator. It's a lot. |
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Post by OnyxBlade on Dec 10, 2008 13:58:54 GMT -5
Ass ton you say? That reminds me of a story. I had this here donkey. And boy could that donkey work hard. I was watchin' lil' Brunli one day and I decided to play a lil' joke on em. *chuckle* I bet lil' Brunli that my donkey Tunley could beat him in a foot race all around Thorin's Hall... so the 3 of of saunter on down to the ale-house down underneath the crafting hall there and I tell lil' brunli that the race is going to be up the hall, up to the top of the throne, and then back down the other tunnel to the inn... But that it wasn't fair for the brunli to get to race with just 2 feet but Tunley have ta use all 4. So *guffaws* picture lil' Brunli running around thorin's hall chasin' my donkey around on all four legs... course Brunli can't see so well with his head down and running on all four, and that d**ned donkey ain't got no idear where he's supposed to be going... *hahhahahahahaaaa* And I had hit that donkey hard as can be at the start of the "race" to get him going... *hahahahaahaaaa* That donkey took a wrong turn outside the tunnel and ended up in the river and a'course lil' brunli was just a followin' the donkey cause he thought that donkey was a genius or somethin' and knew where he were going... It took me half an hour to stop my a'laughin afore I could pull brunli and tunley outta that river! ((((and if you have a mac: here's an untested widget that purports to convert from and to Ass-tons postpostmodern.com/downloadable/enhanced-unit-converter/)))) |
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Post by OnyxBlade on Dec 11, 2008 15:04:36 GMT -5
*glances around and sees that everyone's left during his last story*
Well! If that don't beat all?!
*goes back to picking out some mushrooms for a pie or two, Brunlilly in the background eating the last 2 pies off of the picnic table*
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Post by Yngvi Silverhand on Dec 11, 2008 19:31:45 GMT -5
We're all busy converting things to "Ass-tons". Is there a metric Ass-ton?
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