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 Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 11:57 am
Mithlond :: Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Nolah Pennbeleth
"Indeed. I am utterly famished." Though not only the though of food was on her mind, also the thought of seeing Morthol was a happy prospect.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 3:40 pm
Mithlond - Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Isilien chuckles in response to Loswen's comment. Yes, I know my Father's house very well. I will be happy to show you the way to the dining hall. Please follow me, Ladies, she says and leads them out of the Garden and back into the manor. Talk of food has made her realize she is famished herself.
EDIT:
Upon entering her father's manor and making their way towards the dining hall, Isilien notices they are the first to arrive. The men must still be in meeting or are on their way.
Please make yourselves at home, she tells the women while heading towards the kitchen to make sure everything is ready to be served.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 5:02 pm
Mithlond :: Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
High King Ereinion Gil-galad
The Room of Feasting was amongst the largest rooms in the tall tower of Mithlond; indeed, perhaps only one was largest. Thrice as long as it was wide, it was furnished with a great number of tables, crafted by the most renowned hands in the Elf-realms. From the ceiling high above were hung several chandeliers wrought of gold and silver, and each was softly lit by dozens of candles.
The high table sat at the far end of the room, standing just before the Room of Feasting's great hearth. It was large enough to seat two dozen at least. Various servants of the tower flitted too and fro, laying down silverware and plates. Other Elves still were taking their seats at the lesser tables.
Gil-galad looked up happily. "Well, friends," said he to the Counsel members behind him, "Let us take our seats!" Listening to his own advice, he began striding towards his seat at room's end.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 5:09 pm
Mithlond - Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Isilien Andunel
After a brief word with the head cook, Isilien exits the kitchen and joins the assembling Council Members and ladies in the room of feasting. She is delighted to see her Father enter and moves to greet him.
Father! The head cook has everything prepared and awaits but a word to begin serving, she tells him, smiling warmly. How was your meeting? I pray everything went smoothly. Her brown eyes eagerly scan the assembled crowd, looking for her husband. But where is Anarion? Is he well?
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 5:24 pm
Mithlond :: Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
High King Ereinion Gil-galad
"Then let us feast!" said the High King, waving to the head chef. "The council went especially well, Isilien. The issue at hand has well be swiftly dealt with." Reaching the high table, the pulled out his seat. Sitting down, he noticed that Elendil had strayed from the rest of the Councilors. "Hm. I see Elendil has lagged behind. Perhaps he is speaking with Anarion in the Main Hall."
Gil-galad smiled warmly at his daughter. "I think you should go meet him; it has been a month at least since you spoke, has it not? He misses you dearly."
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 5:41 pm
Mithlond - Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Isilien Andunel
Isilien smiles sadly and looks to the floor. She missed her husband dearly and has not yet had a moment with him since arriving. I will certainly do so. He will be very pleased to know our daughter is doing well. Please excuse me then, Father. We won't be long. Do not wait for us, she says and curtsies.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 5:49 pm
Mithlond :: Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
High King Ereinion Gil-galad
Gil-galad returned Isilien's sad smile. "Ah... If I were to wait for you three, Isilien, I dare say my over-starved household would have my head." said he with a soft laugh. "Take your time, daughter; there is plenty of food, and we'll be feasting for quite some time."
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 6:05 pm
Mithlond - Main
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Isilien Andunel
Leaving the laughter and mirth of the Room of Feasting, Isilien heads into the corridor, humming softly to herself as she makes her way towards the Main Hall. Her pulse flutters and her stomach clenches; she is anxious to see her husband and Father-in-Law. As she enters the grand hall, she sees the two men speaking softly. Elendil the Tall and noble stands with an expression of worry while his second son, Anarion of Minas Anor, appears somewhat distant. Father and son appear to be in the middle of a serious conversation and Isilien pauses, allowing them time to themselves. She waits with brown eyes to the floor, counting the marble tiles to distract herself from her anxiety.
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 10:47 pm
Mithlond :: Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Loswen Starlight
Neniel Starfire
Though Loswen seems at ease with all the Eldar and Dunedain nobles around, Neniel is in absolute awe of her surroundings. Even though she lives in Osgiliath, one of the three main cities in Gondor, she feels out of place as a small Ranger amoung such high nobles. Finally, Neniel turns to her newly found sister.
How can you stand being so calm? The boat was fun to meet some who are here, but there are so many of them....
Loswen smiles.
I got used to it I guess. Living by the lake, on the road, I've seen a lot of things. But we're all the same here. Eldar, Dunedain, even half-bloods like me 'n you. We all have a common bond, and a common enemy in dark times. It binds the free races of Middle-Earth.
Neniel smirks a bit.
I know you're years and years older than me, but must you speak like mom does, it's really creepy when you do that.
Both laugh, watching the members of the Council come inside the hall.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 11:11 am
Mithlond :: Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Nolah Pennbeleth
Nolah smiled politely to bows and general acknowledgments of her presence as she tries to wait patiently in the seat she was been shown. Where was Morthol? Her need to see him nearly overwhelmed her and she nearly got up to wade through the large crowd in search of her love but ettiquet made her stay seated though she strained her neck to the point of pain trying to peer past those around her. Calm yourself...She reprimanded herself silently. He will find you...
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 7:29 pm
Mithlond - Mindon Lindlieva - Room of Feasting/ Main Hall
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Elendil the Tall
Anarion
Menegil Belmagol
Morthol
Elendil and Anarion stopped, and looked at each other, letting Gil-galad's entourage go to the feast hall. The High King of the Numenoreans was certain that his son wanted a private conversation.
"Tell me now, son. What troubles your mind?" Elendil first spoke, his expression being that of a worried father, instead of the one of a king of Men.
Anarion hesited. He, too, seemed worried. With what, Elendil could not say.
"... I am worried with Elenna, father. I had... a very disturbing dream, while I was travelling here. I dreamed that she was horribly stricken by an unknown disease that not even the master healers of the Eldar could not heal. Ultimately, she... she..." But his speech was broken, for suddenly he covered his eyes with his hand, and a tear fell upon the pristine floor. "... I fear for her, Father. I want to return to Annuminas as soon as possible!" Anarion turned away, as if he had already made a decision, when his father pulled him back;
"My son, Elenna was almost cured when we left Annuminas, and your wife barely left your daughter's bedside. Be at ease, she is well. I have full confidence in my healers. They have decades of experience, and know how to take care of your daughter's enfermity. And besides, there will be a marriage tomorrow! It is supposed to be a merry event! Come, now, for both of us need to rejoice upon the pleasures of a feast. And Isilien wishes to see you again, I wager."
Anarion yielded, hor he wished to speak with Isilien. The two followed the hall, and entered to see Gil-galad sitting on his chair along with the counselors, Elrond, and Cirdan. Menegil was smiling warmly at Elendil and Anarion, when suddenly, Elendil fell forwards, pushed with severe violence, which replaced Menegil's smile with an amazed expression. Another figure, apparently the pusher, stumbled and fell on his behind. It was Morthol.
"Ai! Ai! I slept! Where am I?? What time is it??? I think I hit the wall..." He was yelling, as if he had just awakened from a deep, nightmarish slumber, still drowzed. Indeed, he was visibly drowzed, for as soon as he rose, he fell backwards, tripping on Elendil's feet.
"CURSE YOUR CLUMSYNESS, MORTHOL!!" Elendil yelled, the echo of his voice shaking the foundations of the room. Morthol rose, as awakened as Anar itself upon midday, and as pale as Isil during it's full stage. Beside him was Anarion, who was laughing as hard as if he hadn't laughed for more than a century and was now compensating the lost time.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2005 8:15 pm
Mithlond :: Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Araloth Vinyare
Araloth stood silently in the corner of the hall, unsure once again of where to go. I hate this weakness!she thought placing her head in her hands. I hate not knowing what is going on! And on top of that, i now have a headache. She swayed suddenlly, slightly dizzy. What? Why did that hapen?
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2005 7:35 am
Mithlond :: Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Nolah Pennbeleth
Nolah's mouth dropped open for a moment as Morthol hit the floor. But as the shock began to wear off she felt the first bubbles of Mirth well up within her and seconds later she giggled...and then giggled again though she tried to muffle the sound with her hand. Although the entry was clumsy she still felt her heart still for a brief moment as he stood, beautiful still to behold. Anarion seemed more than amused by the situation and she smiled for the rumors she had heard of late about the prince had been dark indeed.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 4:27 pm
Mithlond :: Room of Feasting
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
High King Ereinion Gil-galad
The High King could do naught but softly chuckle at the clumsiness of the Dunedain, embarrassing though it must be for Morthol. He allowed the Squire a few moments to recompose himself before speaking. "It is rare, Morthol of the Dunedain, that my halls should be so lively." He motioned to seat along the high table. "Though I may laugh at thee, worry not; for I do so in good humor only. Come, sit, you and your lord, and feast."
Once more, he took his seat, and scanned the room. Anarion seemed in good spirits, at long last, and for this the High King was happy. Yet he noticed that not all of the host that had come out of Gondor were present. "Where now awaits the Half-elven ranger, I wonder? And where lie my nieces Arbrethil and Glorfirith? I would not have them miss this feast..."
But then he espied the Half-elf in the far corner of the hall, and he was glad. "Telemnar," said the king, "Go that that Ranger over yonder and invite her to a table closer to ours. Quickly now!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2005 4:43 pm
Mithlond :: Mindon Lindlieva
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Lindon
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Araloth Vinyare
The moment passed, and Araloth was shown to a seat a few places down from where Nolah had been sitting. In doing so she walked near enough to see what had transpired with Morthol, and a slight smile came to her lips as she sat quietly.
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