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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 20, 2004 18:58:20 GMT -5
*Rosco nods and goes back upstairs to the library. She picks "There and Back Again" up off of the chaise, and puts it back in its place. Then she wanders around looking at the books for awhile. She figures she should re-read some of the tales of how they chose lords in ancient places. She finds the right book, goes back to the balcony and sits on the railing, this time reading.
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 19, 2004 20:40:49 GMT -5
*Rosco is working today, but everyone is too busy to be interesting in reading anymore. So she takes one of her favorites, a copy of Mr. Baggin's "There and Back Again", and sits on the balcony railing overlooking the gate. She leans against a pillar and pretends to read, but she actullay watches the gate. *Rosco smiles as Lord Mattheapar enters. He is one of the handsomest Elves ever in her opinion. She pushes her glasses back up on her nose and watches Matt's movement around the lawn. There is a gathering of Elves, and the temporary Lord talking to them. She can heatr the message from where she is, see the messenger enter, see the shock and the call for mourning. "Poor Mattheapar," she says to herself. "Lost all his family in one day... Maybe the company of a fellow Elf will cheer him." So, she lays her book on a chaise in the library and goes down some stairs and out onto the lawn. *Her short brown hair framing her face, and her glasses on the end of her nose again, She kneels by Matt and taps him on the shoulder. "Sorry to bother you, sir... but.. well, if you need a quiet place to relax the library is empty... " sheez, that's not what i meant to say... she thinks. "And, sir... if you ever need company... well... I'm here." She smiles slightly at him and pushes her glasses onto her nose again. ((what a geek! hahahahaha!! ))
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Post by Tolwyn on Jun 14, 2007 23:12:41 GMT -5
*Roscheniel sits down, stunned. The two ride up to her and away again before she can talk, so she ends up talking to herself. "Where is everyone? The King? My townspeople? Oh, my parents? What happened while I was sleeping?"
*Roscheniel ponders over every old legend and story she has read... any spells that affect a whoel town? Any curses coming back to haunt peaceful elves? There must be some great evil behind this... or some great coincidence...
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Post by Tolwyn on Jun 14, 2007 1:41:08 GMT -5
*Roscheniel wakes up on a bright new in Middle-Earth. There's little birdies chirping and the river babbling and so on. She gets ready for the day and walks outside.
However, something is definitely wrong. There are no people. None at all, no Elves, Humans, Hobbits or Dwarves. There aren't even nasty orcses or vicious wargs taking over the city. NO one.
*Roscheniel makes several confused faces and turns in circles several times, looking everywhere. Nothing, not even noises that people make. She is sure she has gone crazy, or is dreaming.
*Roscheniel yells "HELLO!!!!! HELLLLLOOOOOOOOOO!! IS ANYONE OUT THERE?? ANYONE!!!!!"
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Post by Tolwyn on Jun 14, 2007 23:52:20 GMT -5
tu madre loca........ hahaha :-) j/k
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Post by Tolwyn on Jun 14, 2007 1:51:26 GMT -5
I live, and that's about it. Well life is great, but I won't go into details now.
I live, what about you?
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 17, 2004 23:23:05 GMT -5
After another 15 minutes, Rosa sees a group of her friends come in, and she knows it is time for caroling! She puts down her work and pulls her coat on, then drags Draco off the stool and out the door. She introduces to her friends, who are all gossipy hobbit lasses a few years old than her. Joining the group is a slew of lads, too. They go door to door in Bywater, singing familiar songs of Yuletide nature and such. A few hobbits are off-key but they all sing loud. It is a merry group with equally happy people they sing to. ;D
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 16, 2004 21:11:56 GMT -5
*Rosa gets a little annoyed. "Draco, I already said I wouldn't want my own smial if I had the chance. Don't worry about me, I like it here. Enough to keep me busy and comfortable." She smiles assuringly at him and goes back to drying cleaned mugs and dishes as she listens to the murmur of conversation around the room.
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 16, 2004 0:16:52 GMT -5
((just being a hobbit ;D))
*Rosa takes his hand and leads him to the merry Inn, humming a tuen to herself. She makes sure Draco sits on one of the little bar-stools so she can talk to him, because she is going back to work. Rosa pours a nice pint of 1420 ale for Draco, laughing suddenly at a joke she overhears. She leans on the bartop and starts to chat with Draco, but soon she's called to a table by some thirsty traveller.
*Rosa gets a couple of pints ready and goes over to the table. It's a couple of reckless Tooks on their way to the Brandywine river. She ignores this fact and smiles sweetly at them as she serves the ale. One makes a comment, she giggles and blushes. The other Took motions for her to come closer, she bends down to listen, but instead of just whispering something in her ear the hobbit-lad sneakily kisses her cheek. She blushes red as a strawberry and walks back to behind the bar, the two lads watching her the whole way. Then they resume their conversation, and she resumes leaning on the bar and talkign to Draco about life.
*"Anyway, as I was going to say, I don't have a home, so I just use one of the rooms here. They just take the renting fee out of my weekly pay. I do make some money... but not enoguh to get a hole with. I spend it on clothes. Besides, even if I did have enough, I wouldn't get a home. It would only be me, and that would be so lonely... here I have the company of the other Bywater hobbits, and many travelers besides that.."
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 15, 2004 22:27:11 GMT -5
((yeah for someone who only has a younger sister and no other siblings... it's cool to HAVE a virtual older brother ;D)) *Rosa grins back in the usual cheery-hobbity way. Then she starts to assail him with questions. "How long will you be here? Do you want to go to the Green Dragon? I'm going caroling later, do you want to come? How is Nolamere? Where's Eden? Do you need me to rent you a room? Are you tired? Did you see my new dress? Were you here earlier to hear me sing? Am I annoying you, big brother?"
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 15, 2004 15:57:53 GMT -5
((I thought of something- Rosa's new dress is red and black. The same colors as Mordor. I didn't plan it that way but that's how it turned out. Neato, eh? Showin some father-country spirit ))
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 14, 2004 16:43:34 GMT -5
*Rosa jumped at least a foot in the air, letting go of her coat in the process, her red dress contrasting greatly against the white snow. She turns, angry, thinking it is one of those troublesome tweens again (she was so surprised she didn't recognize the voice.) But her expression quickly turns to a shocked-but-happy one when she sees the oh-so-familiar man.
"DRACO!!!!!!!!!" She screams merrily, jumping up and throwing her arms around his neck. "Oh, big brother, it's so wonderful just to see you again!!!!!"
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 13, 2004 23:10:46 GMT -5
*Rosa, after working a few more hours and blushing more than possible for one hobbit-lass, asks the barkeep for a break. She is granted one and wraps her coat aronud herself (not bothering to put her arms in the armholes) and shuffles outside. It's windy, but not so much it's troublesome, and the falling snowflakes 'stick to her nose and eyelashes' and in her auburn curls.
*Rosa wanders back near the Tree and watches the teens on the Bywater Pool again, laughing merrily when they slip and fall. Her laugh is melodious, all is good with the world, etc.
*Rosa is silent a bit as she thinks No, not all is right... Draco isn't here... and frowns slightly. She reaches up and tugs on her red hairbow, out of boredom, and leans against a stray bare tree, still watching those on the Bywater pool.
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 13, 2004 20:14:28 GMT -5
*Rosa wakes up the next morning, hair messy and eyes sleepy. She sits up then falls back again, covering her head with the quilts... then remembers. "It's the day of the feast!" she says to herself, and hops out of bed onto the freezing cold floor. After starting a fire to warm her room up, she grabs a towel and goes in the bathroom ((note- i guess they had bathroom back then, right? defined as a room with a bathtub in it)) and takes a nice bubbly bath.
*Rosa emerges later with clean, healthily-glowing skin that smells like her namesake ((rose)). She dries off and changes carefully into her new dress, then combs through her hair, mumbling "Darn curls, never straighten," the whole time. She pulls part of her hair pack and ties it with the red velvet-ribbon, and tugs on the big bow in the back of her dress.
*Next, Rosa puts a little color on her cheeks and lips and dabs some perfume on her neck. She checks herself over in a rather largish looking-glass that is in the corner of her room. "Ah, perfect," she sighs. She is supposed to sing to the customers around noon (there are various entertainments in the GD all through the day), then go caroling in the afternoon, and come back just in time for the main feast in the evening.
*Rosa puts out most of the fire (her room has been nice and toasty) so there are only a few embers left, and exits her room. Her bare feet don't make a sound on the wood floors as she goes to the Common Room of the Inn, where the bar and tables are. She actually woke up late- it is only 10 minutes to noon now! She serves ale for a few minutes, nervous as a jackrabbit in a wolves' den. Finally the innkeeper takes over the bar, and with an encouraging wink points her to where she will stand.
*Rosa clears her throat, and with no introduction, begins singing in a lush, rolling alto voice to the crowd:
"Oh the weather outside is frightful But the fire is so delightful And since we've no place to go Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!"
*Indeed, it has been snowing through the night, and it still is, though with not as much darkness and wind. Through the windowpanes can be seen piles and banks of snow, and paths cleared of it where hobbits walk slowly to wherever they are going. There are still some foolish 'tween' boys on the frozen Pool, the Tree in the center of town has all the lanterns lit, and the falling snowflakes glitter like little stars.
*Rosa continues singing in a persuasive, desirous voice: "It doesn't show signs of slowing And I've got much ale a-flowing The lanterns are burning low Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
*Rosa smiles sensuously at the crowd, getting starry-eyed as she sings: "When we finally kiss goodnight How I'll hate going out in the storm! But if you'll really hold me tight, All the way home I'll be warm!
Well, the fire is slowly dying And, my dear, we're still goodbying But as long as you love me so Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!"
*Rosa smiles again as everyone claps, and some of the hobbit-lads whistle and hoot. At this she blushes and makes her way back to the bar. She resumes work for the next hour or so.
((to be continued... hey hey, anyone want to join? like, say, Draco? any hobbits? hmm?)) ;D
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 13, 2004 0:09:58 GMT -5
((note: since Middle-Earth is said to have existed 7000 years ago, that would be about 5000 BC, hence no Christmas. But there might be a holiday simply to make the dull winter month better, right? enjoy ;D))
*A few inches of snow cover the ground, and among the bare trees of the forest are some evergreens. The Bywater Pool and the river are both frozen, with many hobbit tweens slipping and sliding on top of the ice. The Hobbits had made a tradition in recent years to make the dull winter landscape brighter, and, being hobbits who love parties, made it an annual holiday and called it "Yuletide" after the month.
*To celebrate their holiday, the hobbits make everything brighter with lanterns everywhere. On trees, outside homes, in the Marketplace... the hobbits also brighten their homes with flowers and berries, garlands of evergreen strung up in halls, and various other decorations.
*Besides just decorating, hobbits try to cheer each other during this bleak and cold season. Some gather in groups, go from hobbit-hole to hobbit-hole and sing old carols; some hold feasts for family and friends, or even the whole town; and everyone gives gifts. Small gifts, big gifts, all things in between, you name it and hobbits gave it to one another. They even brighted this part of the holiday by wrapping their gifts in colorful paper, or tying them up with bows.
*It has been a few years since she returned from a near-death in Mordor, and Rosa is very healed. She has been a barmaid at the Green Dragon since then, enjoying her job very much. This yule-tide, she is involved in many different things. The Green Dragon is going to host a party on the night 6 days before the new month starts, which the hobbits have made their day of feasting.
*It is a day before the party, 24 Foreyule, and Rosa has just finished work. She spent half the time serving ale, and half the time decorating the halls and goofing off. The Green Dragon is now lit up with lanterns along the walls and long garlands with holly-berries strung about. Rosa skips out of the door merrily, a sprig of holly still stuck in her auburn curls behind her ear. It is awful cold outside, and with the money she's earned Rosa got herself a warm coat a few weeks back. She wraps it around herself and wanders toward Bywater Pool, where many hobbit of all ages have nowed joined the 'tweens' in attempting to 'skate' on the pond.
*Rosa grins and leans against an evergreen tree, watching the hobbits. She glances up at the tree. It is huge, 10 feet tall at least, nearly in the middle of Bywater. Lanterns are hung on branches every few feet, red velvet bows tied on other branches. Rosa then looks up at the sky. Light now, but dark clouds on the horizon. Even though there are only a few light snowflakes fluttering around now, it should be blowing heaps of snow about, a near-blizzard.
*Rosa walks off towards where the hobbit-holes are. She goes to the door of a certain Ms. Goodbody, the local seamstress. Her new dress she ordered is finished. It is red velvet, with black lace in two rows down the length of the bodice, and short 'puffy' sleeves with the same lace on the sleeves. There are small bows of black velvet where the bodice meet the skirt, and along the hemline and the (rather low) neckline. There is a big black bow in the back (alongside the smaller ones between the bodice and the skirt) and an extra piece of red velvet that Ms. Goodbody gave to her to tie up in her hair.
*She tries it on and it is a perfect fit, nothing loose. She pays Ms. Goodbody and goes back to the marketplace. She still doesn't have a home, or any other family she knows besides Draco, and he is away. So after getting some gifts and gossiping with a few friends in the marketplace, she hurries back to the Green Dragon as the sun sets. It is, after all, an Inn, and she has been living in a room of her own since she began working there. Unbeknownst to her, several hobbit-eyes watch her as she discards her coat (revealing her new pretty dress) and walks back into the hallway where the doorways to the rooms are. The years she has been here, several hobbit-boys in their later 30's have had their eye on her, even tried to woo her, but Rosa (being the cheery and outgoing little half-hobbit she is) never took it for more than friendly conversation.
*Rosa changes into a plain white cotton nightgown and sits by her window, watching the snowstorm. It brings back memories of being a little girl and washing dishes at the Prancing Pony. Barliman was just beginning to like her as a daughter, and the night of the first snowfall she would always sit on his lap near the window and watch the busy little town of Bree slowly be covered by a blanket of white. That was where she learned her first yuletide carols, from Barliman and the travelers during the Foreyule month. And as she sits by the window tonight, watching the heavy snowfall through frost-covered windowpanes alone, she hums one of those carols to herself.
"Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? And days of auld lang syne, my dear, And days of auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days of auld lang syne? And ther's a hand, my trusty friend, And gie's a hand o' thine; We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne."
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