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Post by Imrel on Apr 16, 2003 23:20:07 GMT
Ask her if you and Cally can stay with us for the night, then.
But the ghost might get us...
Even if there is a ghost, we wouldn't let anything happen to you.
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Apr 17, 2003 7:45:50 GMT
"Your Aunt knows that Im is a responsible ranger and that you'll stay safe," Éowyn says, "Besides, I think that we've got more company coming."
Over the hill, a girl and a boy with bright golden hair slightly darker than Éowyn's come up to the haystack. The girl is Séomela, Éowyn's cousin and the boy is their freind Haleth.
"Wow! I thought that Haleth and I would be the only ones around here tonight," Séomela says.
"The more the merrier I'd say!" Haleth exclaims, happily jumping onto the haystack and sending bits of hay flying everywhere.
"Hold your horses! I'd like you to meet Brem, Callisa and Imrel. I don't think you've met before," Éowyn says...
OOC: Is it alright bringing in Séomela and Haleth? I can edit if it shall be too confusing...
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Post by Imrel on Apr 18, 2003 20:26:04 GMT
(Of course! Firstly, it's your thread, and secondly, there can never be too many NPCs, at least in my opinion.)
Pleasue to meet you.
*Imrel smiles, waving cheerfully to Seomela and Haleth.*
Pleasure *Brem echoes*
*Callissa starts forward.*
I'm Callissa...
*Looks between the two other children shyly.*
What are your names?
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Apr 19, 2003 12:51:45 GMT
Séomela blushes at the thought of forgetting her name. "I'm Séomela, and this is my friend Haleth."
"Nice to meet you," Haleth says. "Has Éowyn told you of the ghost story?"
"Aye, I have," Éowyn tells him. "So I guess all six of us are eager to find out more about it."
OOC: Where has the Witch King gone? He hasn't been online in ages!
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Post by Imrel on Apr 20, 2003 0:14:08 GMT
(I'm not sure; he doesn't seem to have been online at all recently. He must be busy IRL.)
*Smiles.*
So you two are camping here as well. Hopefully yiu've asked permission, as Brem and Callissa were just about to do...
*Sighs.*
Fine, I'll go.
*Takes off running in the direction of the town.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Apr 20, 2003 11:26:46 GMT
"Good luck, Brem!" Éowyn calls, keeping quiet about King Théoden not knowing her full story. He was only convinced that she would be with Haleth and Séomela and that was about it.
"Is anyone hungry yet?" Haleth asks. "I thought we could start making dinner so that it shall be ready by the time Brem returns."
"But shouldn't we wait for him?" Séomela asks.
OOC: Really busy... Happy Easter by the way!
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Post by Imrel on Apr 21, 2003 2:41:04 GMT
(Thanks, you too.  Brem probably wouldn't be much help even if he was here. Let's just start.If we're cooking, we should set up the fire away from here so the haystack doesn't catch alight...
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Apr 22, 2003 14:16:41 GMT
"Good point," Éowyn says, getting out her tin bucket filled with cookies and a loaf of bread.
"I'll get the firewood!" Haleth volunteers, and runs off into the nearby hills.
"Should I go with him? I don't like the thought of going there alone..." Séomela asks...
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Post by Imrel on Apr 22, 2003 22:31:02 GMT
I'll go.
*Callissa takes off after Haleth; she seems more concerned about leaving the "haunted" haystack than anything else.*
*Calls after them.*
Just don't get lost!
*Shakes her head, laughing a little.*
Anyway... Where's a good place to start a campfire? There, maybe?
*Guestures to the patch of grass a few yards away from the bulk of the hay.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on May 1, 2003 4:48:03 GMT
"Perfect! That way the hay won't catch on fire but we'll still be close to see if it's really haunted," Séomela replies.
"I agree," Éowyn replies.
OOC: Sorry about being gone for a long time. I had the flu...
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Post by Imrel on May 31, 2003 20:13:12 GMT
(And sorry I've taken so long. I'm afraid I haven't been to the board for a while.)
*Several minutes later, Haleth and Callissa return, each with a decent armful of twigs and sticks.*
Great job! Plonk it down here, then.
*The children deposit the wood in a neat heap when Im indicates. Haleth sets aside a smalled bundle of twigs for kindling.*
Stand back a second...
*Kneels by the firewood and produces a pebble from one pocket, and rumages in the other till she finds a shard of something like flint in the other. After scraping them together over the wood for a few fruitless minutes, sparks finally fly into the pile and a couple of twigs flicker alight.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Jul 15, 2003 10:43:36 GMT
Éowyn hands Imrel a few twigs to add to the fire, then takes out her blanket and spreads it nearby so that they could have someplace to sit on.
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Post by Imrel on Jul 16, 2003 6:46:51 GMT
*Imrel blows lightly on the flame, encouraging it to grow, then flops back onto the blanket spread over the ground, folding her legs beneath her.*
That ought to get going soon.
*She glances around to see the Haleth, Callissa and Seomela have assembled on the blanket as well.*
Do we have anything to cook on it, when it does?
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Jul 16, 2003 7:56:32 GMT
"I've brought some cinnamon apples, but I've never roasted them before," Séomela says.
"Either way, better roasting that than Éowyn's bread which she brought!" Haleth says, rummaging to find the apples.
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Post by Imrel on Jul 17, 2003 4:12:56 GMT
Well, one or other... Could you all take care of it, please? Brem's been gone a while, I'm going to see what's keeping him.
*She gets up, smiling appreciatively to the others, and heads off to town.*
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