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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 12, 2003 21:01:17 GMT
Legolas smiles also and raises his eyebrows in query.
Where is it you are from, again?
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Post by Shale on Feb 12, 2003 21:25:54 GMT
Arching an eyebrow, he looks up at the question.
Harad. But I don't exactly stay there much.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 12, 2003 23:35:14 GMT
He remains silent for a moment, as if recalling something. He looks back up at Shale and shakes his head.
I don't believe my travels have taken me there.
He glances down the table to the rest of the company and addresses Mel who is serving herself a plate.
Mel, are you in need of assistance?
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Post by Melian on Feb 13, 2003 14:43:05 GMT
no thankyou your highness. would u like me to get you anything wile im up? a drink of ale perhaps?
*takes the bowl she has just filled and sets it in front of wk, removing his empty bowl and washing it quickly in the sink and placing it on the side to dry. *
i also brought a couple bottles of good wine, if ud prefer it?
*takes a small frute from one of the baskets and cuts a slice out of it. sticks it on the rim of a glass, handing legolas the glass, then pulls out a bottle of wine and sets it on the table*
its one of the best elvish wines ive tasted so far, there's a mordor brew as well. if anyone like.
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 13, 2003 14:53:32 GMT
*Looks at Mel oddly*
Who are you calling highness?
*Shakes his head at the wine and gestures towards the steep dark stairs at the back of the kitchen.*
Go down to the cellar. I have some bottles of Lagduf vodka I've been saving for a special occasion..
*Rubs his hands gleefully*
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Post by Melian on Feb 13, 2003 15:04:16 GMT
yes mlord.
*walks down into the dark celler, lights a torch and begins to look for the vadka*
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 13, 2003 19:09:11 GMT
Legolas almost coughs in his soup at being addressed as royalty. He simply smiles at Mel as she hands him the wine.
Thank you, Melian.
The prince can't help but smile at the Witch King's enthusiasm. He looks about the table and realizes Shale is still staring at him with animosity. He clears his throat, but just continues with his soup.
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 13, 2003 19:26:11 GMT
* Rips off a chunk of bread and dunks it in his soup.*
So......er..
*He looks at the dark guest unable to remember their name, not sure they had even mentioned it, There is an awkward pause as he tries in vain to recall it.
So what news from the south?
You said there were problems with the Mumakil?
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Post by Shale on Feb 13, 2003 22:08:49 GMT
Looks up, tearing his eyes away from the Elf.
A rampage. Several men wounded, a few dead. They sedated the beast, but now the others are getting agitated.
Casually glancing at Legolas, he makes a passing comment that is seemingly harmless... or at least he hoped so.
You should drop by sometimes. I'm sure they will be... honoured.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 13, 2003 22:27:30 GMT
He looks up at Shale, his steely eyes not revealing in the least. The prince smiles and sets down his spoon.
Do you think? The last thing these people would need is a guest to take their attentions. Although, I would be honored indeed to lend a hand in their recovery. Perhaps you could introduce us sometime.
Legolas then looks back down at his food, his expression, again, unrevealing.
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 14, 2003 8:20:12 GMT
*snorts*
It would be a very brave Elf indeed, that visited the Haradrim.
*He tears off another strip of bread from the basket*
Or a very foolish one..
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 14, 2003 8:28:21 GMT
He looks up at WK, throwing only a distracted glance at Shale.
Is there such a fine line between courage and stupidity?
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Post by The Witch King on Feb 14, 2003 8:35:05 GMT
*Raises an eyebrow at Legolas*
You have to admit it would be sheer folly for you or any of your kind to walk openly through the streets of Harad.
You would have a knife in your back before the sun had set.
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Post by Legolas Greenleaf on Feb 14, 2003 8:47:21 GMT
He nods in belief, but not in understanding.
I'm afraid I have never ventured there... and I know not of its inhabitants or their customs.
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Post by Elidor on Feb 14, 2003 12:07:46 GMT
And perhaps it would be better if you stay that way. The Haradrim people are very unpredictable. That is one of the quality valued by Sauron and his followers.
*helping herself to the soup laid on the table*
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