Eorling Mead Hall Planning/Discussion Thread

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Folwren

I have time before you move on, I can post concerning Rilef. But if someone moves on before I post, I won't squawk. I'd say, move on when ever is convenient. Do they get a funeral?

Yes. I think Nogrod might want to have Stigend and Cnebba have a word in.

And do we actually get to have a part with Falco bringing up Thornden's behavior in the courtyard (and vice-versa) to Eodwine?

I'm looking forward to that.

I find it humorous that you're laughing over our three's encounter. It is funny, but it hasn't quite made me laugh.

You are much too serious, my dear Foley.

[Folwren]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

I'm looking forward to that.

I am, too.

You are much too serious, my dear Foley.

Well, not really. I laugh a ton, usually. It really isn't hard to make me laugh. And it is humorous, I'll admit that, and your post did make me laugh. And I guess his first comment about Master Bunny-rabbit probably did make me laugh, I just forgot...or something.

-- Folwren

[littlemanpoet]

Snicker! Javan mistaken for a girl. Hee hee! Good one, Ealy (we're kind of in the habit of nicknaming each other with shortened forms of our monikers, so if you have a preferred form, please let us know.). Perfect characterization, by the by, Foley.

Oh, Foley, it may be true that we writers know Elián's name, but Javan does not. It looks awkward seeing his real name used in your post.

Shall Elián be the next one to speak, or Falco?

[Folwren]

Thanks! My little brother is Javan's age, about, and I also have a cousin here who's ten, so I have some good examples about how such a one would react.

Oh, Foley, it may be true that we writers know Elián's name, but Javan does not. It looks awkward seeing his real name used in your post.

Yes, I thought about it. I guess I can change it. I wasn't sure what would be more awkward, using his real name, or the name Javan knew him by...

-- Folwren

[Ealasaide]

Thanks, Elempi! heehee

Nicknames are great. My preferred form is Eala.

I'd like to post first in response to Folwren -- thanks for asking! I've got a post half-written, but it is a short one. I should have it up sometime later this afternoon.

[Folwren]

Okay. I'm back. Partially. Still somewhat weak, but I'm getting over it.

I need to tell you, though, Thursday night I am leaving for camp. Below, I have written out what days I will be here this summer. It's pretty meager. I'm very sorry. I get to work at camp six weeks, though!

June 8 (after 6:00) to June 10 (until 3:00)
June 15 (after 6:00) to June 17 (until 3:00)
June 22 (after 6:00) to June 24 (until 3:00)
Jun 29 (after 6:00) to July 5
Maybe July 7 and 8 for about 24 hours.
July 13 (after 6:00) to July 15 (until 3:00)
July 20 is the last day of camp. And we'll be leaving for Virginia sometime between the 23 and the 27, I think, but I'm not sure when.

Now...I don't believe there's anything I have to post right now, so I'll get back to all the work that I have to catch up on. Being sick for a week is not fun, so I don't advise it.

-- Folwren

[Ealasaide]

Glad that you are feeling better, Foley!

Wow, looks like we won't be seeing much of you over the summer. Have lots of fun!

[littlemanpoet]

Augh! I'm dying of thirst! Water! Water! Somebody help me!

Ahem.

In other words, how long am I going to have to wait before someone else posts?

[Ealasaide]

I should have something up tonight. They actually expected me to work at work today. (Of all the nerve!!)

[littlemanpoet]

Eala, I goofed. Somehow, I missed reading the paragraph in your previous post that refers to Elián having stepped over to Rowenna and telling her. Had I actually read that the first time, I would have written from her perspective instead of Eodwine's. I'm going to copy and save both my last post, and yours, to this post, and then we have the option to delete those posts and start over again giving Rowenna the chance that you were trying to give her. And we have the old posts here if we want them after all.

Are you willing to do that?

formerly post # 801

Eodwine looked up at Haleth, for so the captain was named, and furrowed his brows.

"You would speak differently had you known these two as did we, Haleth. These were Lefun and Ritun, friends of ours, killed by these outlaws."

Haleth's eyes widened and he looked about him. "Oh! Hm!" He coughed into his fist, his face reddening. "Forgive me. I did not know."

"Will you help us return Lefun and Ritun to the my mead hall?" Eodwine asked.

Haleth gave a curt nod and gave his closest warriors quick orders. While they began the work of hoisting Lefun and Ritun amongst six men, the new stranger spoke up.

“Don’t ask me how I know,” he said barely loudly enough to be heard over the snarling of the dogs. “But this man has not been properly searched. If you value your life, check behind his buckle and bracers. He still has the tools to free himself.”

Eodwine narrowed his eyes at both the speaker and the outlaw whom he had just betrayed, the wiriest and weakest looking by far of the three bandits. "Thornden, check him."

As Thornden searched the outlaw, who was staring balefully at the sailor, Eodwine spoke again.

"You tell me not to ask how you know. But that begs the question, friend, if so I may call you. You know each other." Eodwine meant his words to be statement of fact rather than question. "Do you know any of these others? Are you perhaps the odd one of their number that we cannot find? Speak quickly or you may find yourself bound and taken by my law."

formerly post # 802

The muscles along Elián’s jaw line clinched as the Eorl overheard his remarks to the woman holding the dogs and rounded on him, firing the volley of questions that Elián had been hoping to avoid. He had chosen to address the woman because she had seemed the least likely to interrogate him, but had forgotten to take into account his sea-farer’s voice. From necessity, he had developed the sort of voice that could carry from one end of a ship to the other in a gale. While he could speak as quietly as the next person – after all, it was the only way to have any privacy whatsoever aboard a small ship -- oftentimes ashore he found that he had been speaking louder than he had intended. This, apparently, was one of those times.

Ignoring the baleful glare of the outlaw that he could feel drilling into the side of his face, Elián turned toward the Eorl with an expression of calm equanimity.

“Begging your pardon, milord,” he said politely. “I only pled not to be asked out of embarrassment over an act of very poor judgment. I do know this man, but only in passing.”

“Liar!” muttered the outlaw behind him. Actually, they had done quite a lot of business together. And drinking.

Elián pressed on regardless. “He has a set of lock picks and a miniature dagger hidden on his person. I know because I sold them to him.” That much, at least, was the truth. “I had won them at dice and, being in need of money and having no call for such things myself, sold them rather than destroying them... as perhaps I should have done.” Another lie. Before running away to sea, Elián had spent several years apprenticed to an unscrupulous cutler who had taught him, among other things, how to craft a very efficient set of lock picks. The tiny dagger had been Elián’s own invention. He had made at least fifty sets of both with his own hands over the years and sold all of them for a tidy profit. For all he knew, the rest of the outlaws had them as well. For his own sake, he hoped that they didn’t, but the other two were beginning to look vaguely familiar as well.

“Oh, you liar!” said the first outlaw even louder. By then, the other two outlaws were watching the proceedings with interest as well.

“I speak the truth,” lied Elián confidently. “I am not an outlaw. If I were, why would I turn on my friends? If I chose, I could have killed the Shirrif here and his young friend with ease when I encountered them in the woods, yet I did not. In fact, I offered them my aid.”

He paused, looking innocently from face to face, trying hard to judge how far his bravado would carry him. “Also, I could have chosen to remain silent and let this fellow use his picks and his blade to free himself. I did not. So, arrest me if you must, milord, but do so with the knowledge that it is an ill way to repay a stranger for a service rendered.”

[Ealasaide]

Oh, I don't mind leaving things the way they are or, if you would like to get Rowenna into the picture, I don't mind doing the rewrite. I'm agreeable either way. It's all good fun for me!

[littlemanpoet]

I'm back.

I had more than half of my new edit typed when I inadvertently deleted the whole mess. I'm really ticked off at the moment. Maybe I'll finally start typing on wordpad and saving, then posting the finished thing here. This usually doesn't happen to me, but once like this is too often, thank you very much.

It was a long post.

I'll try again tomorrow.

[Ealasaide]

Okay! No hurry.

[littlemanpoet]

Another great post, Eala. My next, in which Falco will give his turn of the story of Eodwine and the outlaws, as far as he knows it (plus what he imagines) must wait perhaps until Wed., because I have a very busy day tomorrow. Time will tell. But if Javan speaks first, that is fine. So is any action in the "tableau". If there is no further action there, then I will take it upon myself to write that too, but probably not until Wed. or Thurs. Time for me to off to bed as I'm up in just over 6 hours....

[Ealasaide]

Thanks, Elempi!

No hurry re: your response. I'm looking forward to it!

Just a little advance word from me, though: I will be away from the computer from Friday afternoon until late Monday, so I won't be able to respond until Tuesday at the soonest if I miss my window of opportunity before I leave. (I'll be off at a fencing tourney, probably getting my butt handed to me. The bright side is that in a double elimination, you can only die twice! haha)

[Finduilas]

Folwren asked me to tell you that she is not feeling well at present, which is why she hasn't posted. She should be back soon.

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Finduilas

Folwren asked me to tell you that she is not feeling well at present, which is why she hasn't posted. She should be back soon.

Thanks. I saw that yours was the latest post, Finduilas (Findy?) , and here I thought maybe you'd been approved already for Rohan. Ah well.

[Finduilas]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Thanks. I saw that yours was the latest post, Finduilas (Findy?) , and here I thought maybe you'd been approved already for Rohan. Ah well.

Just Fin, and no, not yet. Foley should be back some time today... we hope.

[littlemanpoet]

I got carried away, but I've left you a prompt, Foley, so you can continue the conversation. Let me know if I went too far, if there's anything you want me to remove.

I've added a word in the introductory post to this discussion thread on PM-built posts, with a couple of examples. I encourage others who wish to try out this conversation-style posts. They're fun.

[Nogrod]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

I encourage others who wish to try out this conversation-style posts. They're fun.

I've done a few with Firefoot in the Fellowship of the Fourth Age and can assure you that lmp speaks the truth: they're fun indeed!

Truly recommendable if the timetables fit!

[Folwren]

I would be more than happy to do a post by PM, but I really don't have time. I"m leaving tomorrow...sorry. I'll go see what happened.

- - Folrey

[Lhunardawen]

I do hope Eodwine and the rest get back to the Mead Hall soon, so the rest of us could finally share in all the fun.

I'll post something about Ginna and Lèoðern's walk either later today or tomorrow.

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Lhunardawen

I do hope Eodwine and the rest get back to the Mead Hall soon, so the rest of us could finally share in all the fun.

Sorry about that. I think we can pretty much wrap up this little side-plot by the end of this weekend.

[littlemanpoet]

What a great post, Lhuna! I can't wait to get the crew back to the Mead Hall. I'll try to see that accomplished soon; that is, as soon as Foley posts to finish off the little "ruckus" between Falco and Thornden.

[Folwren]

There, that should finish it off. Go ahead and use Thornden again if you need to in your next post so that after you have Eodwine answer, you can take them all the way back the Hall.

I used Eodwine. If you'd rather me change anything, then just tell me so.

-- Folwren

[Kath]

Kath, what do you think if we let Ginna and Kara meet again before Eodwine's lot arrives?

Sounds like a plan to me. Give me a PM and we'll get some ideas going?

[littlemanpoet]

Okay, we're back at the mead hall, from Rowenna's perspective.

Foley, do not take personally anything Rowenna thinks about your characters. She has gotten very cynical and critical in the past two years. It - uh - scares me how much she looks, in my mind's eye, like that eye-blinking Merisu 'smiley' .... (but her eyes aren't that big nor does she have such a smoochy pout.)



...so you know what I'm talking about.

[Folwren]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Foley, do not take personally anything Rowenna thinks about your characters. She has gotten very cynical and critical in the past two years. It - uh - scares me how much she looks, in my mind's eye, like that eye-blinking Merisu 'smiley' .... (but her eyes aren't that big nor does she have such a smoochy pout.)

Okay, I'll try not to. Thanks for saying that, though. I'll go off and read what you've written and I'll try not to take it personally. I feel so dumb, though, sometimes, trying to write for a young man. I'm too young to do that still. Oh well.

-- Folwren

[littlemanpoet]

Do remember that Rowenna's views are not necessarily those of this writer.

[Folwren]

Aye. Thanks for the reminder. You had me worried momenatarily.

But poor Thornden! He was just trying to be nice! Twice in a row he was trying to be nice and both times he got flat refusals to his offers.

It'is all good. I'm happy and quite amused.

-- Foley

EDIT: Wait a minute....what do you mean, 'not necessarily those of this wirter'? Is Thornden really a stuck up snob and I'm the only one who doesn't know it?

[littlemanpoet]

Relax, "not necessarily" simply means that Rowenna is being written by this writer, so I mean it in the same sense that I would expect that Thornden's views are not necessarily those of his writer.

[Folwren]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Relax, "not necessarily" simply means that Rowenna is being written by this writer, so I mean it in the same sense that I would expect that Thornden's views are not necessarily those of his writer.

Ah. Right. Understand.

-- Folwren

[Kath]

Well, I've posted. Bit of a random one so anyone can continue it.

[littlemanpoet]

Great posts, both of you. And I did have enough rep spread around.

Well, anybody who wants to post a conclusion of the Day, feel free, because I'm going to wait until we hear from a few more of our writers before we jump ahead 2 weeks.

[Lhunardawen]

I'm here! I'm so sorry I've been absent for the past weeks. Please give me a bit of time to catch up with the posts I've missed.

Instead of double-posting... As for your question, Elempi... I'm sure you haven't forgotten that Ginna's in Eodwine's keeping at all because she, too, had been a wayward brat. Would you really trust her to school him?

But then I think Ginna has improved in the almost two months she had been in the Hall - at least that's what I want to think.

And instead of triple-posting... If anyone else had wanted to post before my post brought the time to very late that night (or very early the next morning), please let me know.

[littlemanpoet]

Phew! I'm glad that turned out to be a dream! You had me really worried about how you were using my characters.

[Lhunardawen]

Originally Posted by littlemanpoet

Phew! I'm glad that turned out to be a dream! You had me really worried about how you were using my characters.

I wanted to squeeze everyone in, but I realised I didn't know what the others would do apart from coming in and giving Ginna a disapproving look.

[Folwren]

I wanted to squeeze everyone in, but I realised I didn't know what the others would do apart from coming in and giving Ginna a disapproving look.

What's she feeling down about? Or guilty about, rather... Is it all on account of Harreld? Poor Ginna.

[Lhunardawen]

Originally Posted by Folwren

What's she feeling down about? Or guilty about, rather... Is it all on account of Harreld? Poor Ginna.

Uh-huh. Poor Ginna, indeed.

Oh, by the way, did anyone see the cat's colour and claw length?

[Folwren]

I have no idea what cat you're referring to, but with the luck around the Mead Hall lately, I'd guess it was a black cat with inch long claws. (What's the claw length got to do with anything? I heard black cats are bad luck, but I don't recall any legend about how long their claws have to be...)