City Seekers (Seekers of Londima)
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Sounds good!
@Everyone
Would it be ok if I rewrote Holly? I would keep the main things the same, Like her pet, and talent.
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Go for it!
“Suilad,” Lagoron said to the stranger, using the Elvish tongue. This was a good way to test the stranger’s species. “Man i eneth lîn?”
The man cocked his head to one side. “Uh… what did you say?”
Lagoron sighed and completed a mental shrug. “I said, ‘Greetings. What is your name?'”
“Oh. I guess it don’t matter much if you lot know my name. I’m Ian. Who’re you?” (Apologies about his voice, Thwapling, for some reason he got saddled with a Southern accent in my mind. XD)
Lagoron laughed. He didn’t recognize the man’s accent, but he seemed friendly enough. “My name is Lagoron. These are my companions: Holly is the minstrel over there, Jason is the human boy, Arla has the fire-lizard (what was that thing again?), and Nora is the one with the bright smile.”
“Pleasure to meet you.” Ian scratched at his collar and glanced up at the night sky. “Like I said, I have a camp over that-a-way. You’re welcome to spend the night with me.”
Cocking an eyebrow at the others, Lagoron nodded. “We’d be happy to. Thank you for your hospitality.”
Ian chuckled. “Look who’s all formal on me. ‘Tis just a fire and a hunk o’ meat.”
This time it was Jason who laughed. “We’ll take it,” he said.
So they dismounted and followed Ian to his humble camp. Little did they know they had just found the missing piece to the whole quest.
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Erm, not sure where everyone is or if we should just call this a dead RP, but gonna tag everyone anyway. @jasmine @mischievous-thwapling @wingiby-iggiby @kylie-wingfeather
I hope it isn’t dead….Aha! Thou hast been brave and started RP-ing again! (and no problem, lol, the southern accent is hilarious)
In answer to your way earlier questions:
“1. Does he have any opinions about Elves/Hhborgens/Puppies/anything-else that we should know about?
2. Is he normally hospitiable/ready to jump in, or will we have to do a little wheedling to get him to join?
3. Does he know anything about Londima?
4. What’s his backstory?”#1, I think he’s a little fascinated by Elves, but other than that, no?
#2. Probably some wheedling–but not a lot, once he’ll know who you guys are
I think. And I’ll try to be RP-ing, so I can be there to write him 😉#3 (this is where it gets murky) For the sake of not over-complicating things, yes. He knows most of Londima’s story.
#4. Okay, um, don’t hate me for this, but I may have come up with a backstory for him, but I may have accidentally deleted the google doc containing that information (I was doing a little spring “doc cleaning” and I’d been super vague about what character I was talking about on the doc, so I thought it was delete-worthy XD), and now I may have forgotten what the backstory was.
*starts thinking* Okay… should he have family in that refugee camp, if that’s still happening? How, besides maybe that, would he know about Londima/have a piece of the map?
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
Alright, here’s the new-and-improved Holly:
Name: Holly
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Deep green
Age: fifteen
Build: average height, lean, confident posture
Personality: Friendly, A little bit on the quiet side, tends to hide her emotions, confident, fierce when the time comes
Strengths: quick, agile, can sing, and plays instrument
Weakness: wants to prove she is strong enough, tends to overreact to prove her strength, needs friends around to talk some sense into her
Greatest flaw: extremely hard to accept help, even when she desperately needs it.
Weapon: song sword
Pet: chestnut horse with black main named Lander.
Outfit: loose green shirt, brown pants, leather belt, brown cloak.
Beautiful things don't ask for attention
Aha, she sounds awesome!!
- How could I hate you for that
especially when I tend to do the same thing? - Ooh, that sounds cool! Other reasons could be it’s a family heirloom, an Elvish friend gave it to him, he found it, etc.
- Glad you’re back with us! 😉
Lol XD I was like, “Hey, wait a sec, I don’t have a character named Ian in my WIP!” So I deleted it *facepalm*
OOOOH, good points!
Aw, thanks! (I just hope it isn’t dead, lol…. Only three of us–counting me–seem to be posting right now)
I second what Joelle said about her sounding awesome 😉
"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."
I second what Joelle said about her sounding awesome
Aha, she sounds awesome!!
Thanks guys! I wanted to try something a little bit different, so we’ll see how this goes, XD
Ok, I have another message from Oreo.
Oreo:
Hey, guys. Before I start, I just want to say I’m sorry. I’m… not going to be joining Story Embers. It’s not you guys, its just that…when I was on the Wingfeather Saga website, I enjoyed writing and being in collaborative stories, and typing and writing was a fun hobby for me. But as I got older I started having other hobbies. So I feel like if I join, I’m not going to be on a lot, and I’d just hold you guys up.
And again, I don’t have ANYTHING against you guys, it’s just that I don’t enjoy typing as much as I use to. I’m really gonna miss you guys.😔
End of quote
…IDK what to say. I really was looking forward to her joining and I’m really sad that our founder won’t be joining us.
“Suilad,” Lagoron said. What? Holly didn’t know why he was speaking in Elvish tongue, but she was sure he had his reasons. “Man i eneth lîn?”
“Uh… what did you say?” the stranger asked.
“I said, ‘Greetings. What is your name?’”
“Oh. I guess it don’t matter much if you lot know my name. I’m Ian. Who’re you?”
Ian. Holly looked him up and down, wondering why he was out in the middle of nowhere, seemingly alone.
Lagoron laughed “My name is Lagoron. These are my companions: Holly is the minstrel over there,” Holly waved, not exactly knowing what a minstrel was, “Jason is the human boy, Arla has the fire-lizard, and Nora is the one with the bright smile.” Lagoron finished.
“Pleasure to meet you.” Ian said, “Like I said, I have a camp over that-a-way. You’re welcome to spend the night with me.”
Lagoron raised his eyebrow at the group and nodded, “We’d be happy to. Thank you for your hospitality.”
Lander shifted under Holly, shuffling his feet. Holly thought Ian seemed pleasant enough, but after her meeting with the shape-shifters, she had learned to be wary. She glanced him over again and smiled warmly. Everyone was tired, even the horses. They couldn’t go on forever without rest, and Ian had offered them what they needed. She would join the group, but stay alert.
Ian chuckled. “Look who’s all formal on me. ‘Tis just a fire and a hunk o’ meat.”
Jason laughed, “We’ll take it,” he said.
I slipped of Lander, rubbing his strong neck. His head drooped and his usually bright eyes where dim with exhaustion. I whispered in his ear and followed Ian to the camp along with the others.
A fire glowed on the ground, casting deep shadows where the trees met the forest floor. It was a simple, cozy place to spend the night. Holly was grateful for the rest, she felt as tired as Lander looked. Her mouth stayed shut, but her eyes roamed the camp, exploring every detail like a maze of clues.
Beautiful things don't ask for attention
So, what now?
P.S. Éowyn, the namesake of Nora’s changerat, just passed away. She will be missed.
"I read that book, and it affected me." ~my sister, about the Warrior Cats.
*blows cloud of dust off forum and drops onto table*
Oh no! I’m really sorry. I agree that she will be missed.
Ok. We have two options the way I see it. Either we let the story go and let it slide into the deep dark hole of lost forums, or we give another push to bring this story back to life. but we’ll need everybody.
I vote on bringing this thing back to life.
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I vote bringing it back–the deep, dark hole of lost forums is the the stuff of nightmares. (or, in my case, the cause of queasy stomachs)
P.S. If Oreo isn’t going to rejoin us (alas!), who is going to take the reins of Jason? (Don’t say that we just take him out of the story and pretend he never existed–I will send Éowyn the changerat after you–and I mean it. *tries to death glare* *fails utterly*
"I read that book, and it affected me." ~my sister, about the Warrior Cats.
So… Any ideas to get the ball rolling again?
~Kylie
"I read that book, and it affected me." ~my sister, about the Warrior Cats.
- How could I hate you for that
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