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Post by Eloise on Nov 21, 2003 15:14:59 GMT
((ooc- This RP has been specially created for people who want to start RPing but it's open to everyone, even the best rpers! Its set in a pub in Rohan just after the war of the ring))
Eowa threw the dirty cloth into the stone sink and pushed her dirty blond hair away from her face. There really was no point cleaning the tables. The riders that would start arriving soon would only cover them in mud and spilt beer. Still they complained if they were messy so Eowa cleaned. At least she was done now. As she made her way to behind the bar, a flash and a roll of thunder could be heard from outside. The wooden sign bearing the pub name, the Horsless Rider swung outside on it's rusty chains. Stroms were good, they brought in more custom. Above the thunder and the pounding rain, Eowa heard the beating of horses hooves. Gusets were arriving.
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Post by Matrix on Nov 21, 2003 15:32:00 GMT
aldor, dismounted from his horse and landed right in a puddle of mud, oh great he thought, even more mud to add to the blood stain from where a horse at the stables had kicked him and cut him with its saddle. He hurried inside, out of the rain. "Hello" he called to the woman at the bar. "nice weather isnt it?" he asked sarcastically.
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Post by Eloise on Nov 21, 2003 15:39:41 GMT
"Beautiful!" Eowa called back. She ran her eyes over the Rider. Great. Mud on her nice clean floor. Not that she really cared about the floor, it was more the fact that it'd take her hours to clean. "Can I get you something?" She queried. "A drink perhaps? Or maybe a towel?" Her voice was easily as sarcastic as his.
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Post by Éowynshue on Nov 21, 2003 15:43:33 GMT
Athelas had been riding for days. She was lost and hungry and in need of somewhere to stay for the night. She had been on her way to Minas Tirith and had set out from Rivendell just before the full moon. The night was closing in. A fire burned not far away outside The Horseless Rider pub, illuminating its front and stables. "Worth a try" Athelas said to herself wearily, and rode over there. She tied up her horse, Roch, outside and went in cautiously. Pulling her soaking wet hood down, Athelas made her way over to a table in the corner and sat down.
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Post by Matrix on Nov 21, 2003 15:47:48 GMT
A beer please, a nice town brewed one please. Aldor sat down. He noticed the tables were still wet, from other riders dripping or from it being washed, he did not know. He waited paitently for his beer, while looking round at all of the sheilds on the wall. They looked as if they were made out of paper they were so thin, no good in battle. Aldor heard footsteps, he looked over his shoulder to see a beuteful elf at the door, he waved at her.
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Post by *~*Háthawyn*~* on Nov 21, 2003 23:27:54 GMT
At the same time, a young maid from human race entered the pub. Thora was completely soaked, she had been caught by the storm in the middle of her ride, from Ithilien to Edoras. Her strawberry blonde curly hair was hiding her face, but she still looked fair. She headed for a table near the window, and sat down.
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Post by Arwen Evenstar on Nov 21, 2003 23:55:12 GMT
Eleniel was glad to stop at the pub, as she was soaking wet. Her horse Earendil appreciated a nice, dry stable as well. Eleniel trudged into the pub, and was pleased to see another elf there. She lowered the hood on her cloak, revealing long dark, wavy hair. Her grey eyes surveyed the room, and she walked over to the elf sitting in the corner. Hello! My name is Eleniel. I'm pleased to see that I'm not the only elf here! May I join you?' #noedit
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Post by Brannwen on Nov 22, 2003 0:53:12 GMT
Eohere was sitting by the fire warming his hands when he saw the two elf maidens enter. He was taken by surprise for, living on a farm away from the main towns, he had never seen an elf before. he slowly walked over to the bar and asked Eowa for another drink. He bowed slightly to the elves and turned to see who else had entered.
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Post by Matrix on Nov 22, 2003 8:50:09 GMT
Aldor beconded to Eohere to sit down, "bad storm ai?" he asked?
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Post by Eloise on Nov 22, 2003 8:52:16 GMT
Eowa wanderd around the pub, topping up people's glasses and staring in amazement at the elves. Never before had so many been seen in Rohan. It really was quite extraordiary
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Post by *~*Háthawyn*~* on Nov 22, 2003 12:30:37 GMT
Thora had lived in Ithilien for almost a year, and had met many elves, so she paid no attention to them. She kept looking through the window, admiring the rain. She was so lost in her toughts that even forgot to ask anything to drink.
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 22, 2003 13:29:04 GMT
Beotbrand dismounted, led Cynefrith to the stables and went in, cursing the rain and his brother with equal ferocity. There were strange beings present. Elves, he suspected. He almost turned to the door again, but he would not lose face by running from them. Instead, he pretended not to see them. He bought a drink and said, "I'm going to leave this place! I won't live a moment longer within sight or sound of Heardred. My father has no need of two sons, as he has made clear. When I return, they will think differently of me!"
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Post by Brannwen on Nov 22, 2003 14:38:51 GMT
Eohere moved cautiously over to where Aldor was sitting. Eohere was on the run, and not sure who he could trust. "Bad storm, ai?" Aldor asked him as Eohere took a seat. "Yes indeed. I have not seen it storm like this for quite sometime. But for my part, at least, I am glad for the storm." He stopped suddenly, not wanting to give anything away about his running away from home.
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Post by Matrix on Nov 22, 2003 15:10:18 GMT
"glad you say?" said aldor, "where are you from? im from rohan. My name is aldor, son of anoth."
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Post by Éowynshue on Nov 23, 2003 1:33:43 GMT
Athelas spoke to Eleniel. "Oh of course you can join me!" she said, and shifted along the bench to make room for her. She lowered her voice. "I'm so glad to see another Elf here! I was feeling quite the outcast! My name is Athelas. Nice to meet you"
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