Have an exam tomorrow but why revise when you can write? Here are Faramir's
answers for SarWolf, and Gandalf's coming next for Hydro. Galadriel may
well get a letter yet! And certainly some of Blueberry Pancakes requests
will be coming but all of them…? I'll do my best! I'm not sure I dare try
Tom Bombadil though sorry Hydro… unless I get particularly inspired…
Anyway, Faramir…
"Welcome Mithrandir. Long have we awaited you presence." Elrond greeted the old wizard, holding out friendly arms to embrace his old friend.
"And glad am I to return to your home Lord Elrond, although I fear I will not be able to tarry long." Elrond merely smiled at Gandalf's words.
"As has always been your way Grey Pilgrim. As it will always be." The embrace broke as Elrond swept a hand toward the buildings of Imladris. "I hope you will join us for a meal?"
Gandalf shook his head. "My thanks, but I have been on the road long, and perhaps a short rest would serve me better than a meal at present." Elrond nodded once, seeing the wisdom of Gandalf's words and the drained look upon him.
"Chambers are as always prepared for your arrival. And after you are rested, you have a few correspondences awaiting for your attention." He replied with a smile. Gandalf was a little more disturbed by the knowing gleam in Elrond's eye, but decided to press on.
"Perhaps I should peruse the letters now, there may be something of importance." Elrond laughed at this, but would not explain his good humour.
"Perhaps indeed. I shall have them sent to you." Elrond answered, before personally led Gandalf to his chambers, the two friends talking happily. Elrond paused for a few moments to see Gandalf settled, then swept out again, leaving the wizard in peace. Only a few moments later, five letters were in Gandalf's possession so he made himself comfortable and began with the newest one on the top of the pile. Opening it he read:
First make a copy of this letter and change the answers so they apply to you. Then send it to all the people you know. You may learn some interesting facts about your friends!
Most curious, Gandalf thought as he read the first few lines. He almost cast the letter aside, thinking it to be trivial, but decided to continue to read. It would make a pleasant distraction to the hectic life style he had lived recently. He read on.
Name: Faramir
Nicknames: Captain, Farry.
If you could build a house anywhere, where would it be? Eowyn is fond of her horses, and often speaks so fondly of her country so I'll suggest somewhere with lots of paddock and stable space in Rohan. Then I can have some peace at home!
I'll point out I am jesting before Eowyn decides to slaughter me!
What is your favourite place to be? Well, a few months ago, I would have said the battlefield – a warrior must know his place! But now, I must admit I enjoy being at home. Or wherever Eowyn is.
What is your least favourite place to be? The healing houses. Useful but never a good place to be whoever you are.
What is the last good song you heard? I believe it was an ode to the Halflings, although the words escape me at present.
What is your favourite colour? White, just like my White Lady of Rohan.
What is your favourite smell? Grass after rain.
What is your favourite article of clothing? I must agree with Master Gimli, a man is nought without his boots!
What makes you angry? A lack of respect when it is due, especially from horses. Deplorable beasts. Eowyn is ready to slaughter me again.
What time do you wake up in the morning? When I awake, after the sun has risen and before breakfast.
Can you juggle? I have tried as a dare once, but the swords were a little too sharp for my liking!
What would you hate to be left in a room with? Eowyn and her stable hands; they talk for hours on saddles, fetlocks and dressage… whatever they may mean. Save me, I fear she is about to explain them! Either them or a room of nobility; give me a band of Orcs to slaughter any day.
Is the goblet half empty or half full? I should like it to be half full, but perhaps ever full would be better!
What is the first thing you think when you wake up? That I am alive, how close I came to not enjoying this feeling.
What is your favourite form of exercise? A few sword drills with my men, but a walk through the steep forests of Ithilien is always refreshing.
Who do you have a crush on at the moment? I would have the world know that beautiful Eowyn fills my heart with joy.
What have you got in your pocket? My whetting stone to sharpen my sword. Old habits die hard.
Who is most likely to respond to this letter? I believe Eowyn is now itching to write one for herself, Valar help me then!
Who is least likely to respond to this letter? My dearest brother Boromir, may he find rest and remembrance in the heart of us all.
My apologises for a depressing end my friends, but his parting still fills me with sadness. I hope for happier times to hear from you all soon.
Gandalf put aside the final letter, stacking it onto the pile that he had already read. So it had been Elrond who started this ridiculous misadventure, and Gandalf wondered, not for the first time, how one so old could act so childishly. Still, no harm had come from it, and Gandalf's spirits were relieved to see that some of his cherished companions were coping so well from the aftermath of their deeds. Gandalf chucked, perhaps he would take up Gimli's challenge to reply. He arose and left his chambers to seek Elrond; he now felt in need of the offered meal and of some paper and ink…
Gandalf up next then, then I'll see how my muse takes me… another hobbit perhaps…? Oh, and I though Gandalf's letters would get sent to Rivendell because he's a busy wizard and no one knows where he is. That's my theory anyway! And thank to all for the reviews by the way, keep forgetting to mention that and that's a TERRIBLE thing to do! Anyway, back to revision sigh pass the ice cream…
Anyway, Faramir…
"Welcome Mithrandir. Long have we awaited you presence." Elrond greeted the old wizard, holding out friendly arms to embrace his old friend.
"And glad am I to return to your home Lord Elrond, although I fear I will not be able to tarry long." Elrond merely smiled at Gandalf's words.
"As has always been your way Grey Pilgrim. As it will always be." The embrace broke as Elrond swept a hand toward the buildings of Imladris. "I hope you will join us for a meal?"
Gandalf shook his head. "My thanks, but I have been on the road long, and perhaps a short rest would serve me better than a meal at present." Elrond nodded once, seeing the wisdom of Gandalf's words and the drained look upon him.
"Chambers are as always prepared for your arrival. And after you are rested, you have a few correspondences awaiting for your attention." He replied with a smile. Gandalf was a little more disturbed by the knowing gleam in Elrond's eye, but decided to press on.
"Perhaps I should peruse the letters now, there may be something of importance." Elrond laughed at this, but would not explain his good humour.
"Perhaps indeed. I shall have them sent to you." Elrond answered, before personally led Gandalf to his chambers, the two friends talking happily. Elrond paused for a few moments to see Gandalf settled, then swept out again, leaving the wizard in peace. Only a few moments later, five letters were in Gandalf's possession so he made himself comfortable and began with the newest one on the top of the pile. Opening it he read:
First make a copy of this letter and change the answers so they apply to you. Then send it to all the people you know. You may learn some interesting facts about your friends!
Most curious, Gandalf thought as he read the first few lines. He almost cast the letter aside, thinking it to be trivial, but decided to continue to read. It would make a pleasant distraction to the hectic life style he had lived recently. He read on.
Name: Faramir
Nicknames: Captain, Farry.
If you could build a house anywhere, where would it be? Eowyn is fond of her horses, and often speaks so fondly of her country so I'll suggest somewhere with lots of paddock and stable space in Rohan. Then I can have some peace at home!
I'll point out I am jesting before Eowyn decides to slaughter me!
What is your favourite place to be? Well, a few months ago, I would have said the battlefield – a warrior must know his place! But now, I must admit I enjoy being at home. Or wherever Eowyn is.
What is your least favourite place to be? The healing houses. Useful but never a good place to be whoever you are.
What is the last good song you heard? I believe it was an ode to the Halflings, although the words escape me at present.
What is your favourite colour? White, just like my White Lady of Rohan.
What is your favourite smell? Grass after rain.
What is your favourite article of clothing? I must agree with Master Gimli, a man is nought without his boots!
What makes you angry? A lack of respect when it is due, especially from horses. Deplorable beasts. Eowyn is ready to slaughter me again.
What time do you wake up in the morning? When I awake, after the sun has risen and before breakfast.
Can you juggle? I have tried as a dare once, but the swords were a little too sharp for my liking!
What would you hate to be left in a room with? Eowyn and her stable hands; they talk for hours on saddles, fetlocks and dressage… whatever they may mean. Save me, I fear she is about to explain them! Either them or a room of nobility; give me a band of Orcs to slaughter any day.
Is the goblet half empty or half full? I should like it to be half full, but perhaps ever full would be better!
What is the first thing you think when you wake up? That I am alive, how close I came to not enjoying this feeling.
What is your favourite form of exercise? A few sword drills with my men, but a walk through the steep forests of Ithilien is always refreshing.
Who do you have a crush on at the moment? I would have the world know that beautiful Eowyn fills my heart with joy.
What have you got in your pocket? My whetting stone to sharpen my sword. Old habits die hard.
Who is most likely to respond to this letter? I believe Eowyn is now itching to write one for herself, Valar help me then!
Who is least likely to respond to this letter? My dearest brother Boromir, may he find rest and remembrance in the heart of us all.
My apologises for a depressing end my friends, but his parting still fills me with sadness. I hope for happier times to hear from you all soon.
Gandalf put aside the final letter, stacking it onto the pile that he had already read. So it had been Elrond who started this ridiculous misadventure, and Gandalf wondered, not for the first time, how one so old could act so childishly. Still, no harm had come from it, and Gandalf's spirits were relieved to see that some of his cherished companions were coping so well from the aftermath of their deeds. Gandalf chucked, perhaps he would take up Gimli's challenge to reply. He arose and left his chambers to seek Elrond; he now felt in need of the offered meal and of some paper and ink…
Gandalf up next then, then I'll see how my muse takes me… another hobbit perhaps…? Oh, and I though Gandalf's letters would get sent to Rivendell because he's a busy wizard and no one knows where he is. That's my theory anyway! And thank to all for the reviews by the way, keep forgetting to mention that and that's a TERRIBLE thing to do! Anyway, back to revision sigh pass the ice cream…