tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post5296199099610815284..comments2023-08-06T08:35:12.013-06:00Comments on the celtic cowgirl: New place to post Role PLayhazel mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-7806041754816293882009-09-12T09:34:54.022-06:002009-09-12T09:34:54.022-06:00Ooooh yes, please let's!Ooooh yes, please let's!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-86259274633420901962009-09-12T08:53:07.391-06:002009-09-12T08:53:07.391-06:00Yeah, I'm both happy and sad its over :s
Event...Yeah, I'm both happy and sad its over :s<br />Eventually{like in several months} we could have a second part... maybe.hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-58481824469592049992009-09-12T05:32:12.437-06:002009-09-12T05:32:12.437-06:00I LOVED THIS!
THIS WAS AMAZINGLY FUN AND SUCH A GO...I LOVED THIS!<br />THIS WAS AMAZINGLY FUN AND SUCH A GOOD ENDING!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-24290542078886403532009-09-11T16:33:32.399-06:002009-09-11T16:33:32.399-06:00Aw, too bad this ended. So we'll just assume e...Aw, too bad this ended. So we'll just assume everyone lived happily ever after, then?<br /><br />Ëarwen and Bethany (Gwyn you can take this off if it's advertising), I am about to start a role play on HorseFeathers! The cutoff for signups is tomorrow at noon, but you guys could join late if you wanted.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-75026212281389423272009-09-10T16:44:50.524-06:002009-09-10T16:44:50.524-06:00Sorry about that last post! I kind of made another...Sorry about that last post! I kind of made another path to be walked, so to speak, instead of reaching the destination. :s I'll try and come to an almost closing with this part.<br />***********************<br />Soon after Caranthir left, Evelynn had an idea of what he might do. Feeling numb, she stood and slid behind Mona who was talking quietly with Ceorl.<br /><br />"Mona," she breathed in the girls ear, causing her to jump. "I need to use your cloak."<br />Mona nodded, an eyebrow raised. "What are you planning?" she whispered back, handing over the cloak.<br />But Evelynn had no time to answer. As soon as the cloak was fastened about her, she silently slipped over the garden wall, hoping numbly that Caranthir hadn't done anything rash.<br />The dark fabric of Mona's cloak helped her maneuver in the shadows and evade prying eyes.<br />~<br />Inside the castle Keep, she stood outside the doors of the throne room. Inside she heard muffled booms. Magic. She closed her eyes; just a little too late.<br />Slowly, she slid the bolt back. Then, mustering every ounce of courage, she gave a mighty shove at the doors, sending them slamming against their hinges.<br />Carathir and the king stood facing each other, each posed as if to strike, words of spells on their lips.<br />Evelynn used magic for the second time, but it was the same spell. "Stop." She said, her voice weary and yet oddly powerful. A wave of green light washed over everything and then disappeared, leaving the king and Caranthir immobilized where they stood. Slowly Evelynn came between them, her bare feet making no sound on the cold marble floor. Only the two silver bracelets on her right ankle clinked softly.<br />She stopped when she was in the exact middle and looked from one to the other, turning her tear stained face last to her father. But no fresh tears flowed. The time for them had passed. Now only her eyes conveyed the sadness she felt.<br />Walking to him, she took the king's partly raised hand in hers.<br />"Ada," she said choosing the elf speech. "I forgive you. My only hope is that someday you will forgive me. After all," she glanced meaningfully at the sliver Cross that was etched behind the thrones. "He did."<br />So saying, she moved back to Caranthir. She held his arm and he was released from the spell. Caranthir was speechless. Without a word and without letting go of his arm Evelynn proceeded to the doors. Just before closing them Evelynn said, "Namarie, Ada." And the king was released as well.<br /><br />Walking down the halls a great wave of fatigue over took Evelynn, she had no idea how hard it had been to hold back both Carathir and her father.<br />Seeing her thus, Caranthir allowed her to lean on him, she nodded her thanks. In that moment Caranthir also found his voice.<br />"How could you just forgive him?" He asked, both amazed and reproachful. "After all you went through, after-"<br />"Caranthir," Evelynn's voice sounded distant and dream-like. "Do you know how long my parents were married?"<br />Caught off guard at such a strange question, he shook his head, wondering if she was in her right mind.<br />"One thousand, six hundred, forty eight years and nine months."<br />Unsure of what else to say, he said, "That's a long time."<br />Evelynn nodded. "And do you know how old I am?"<br />Again he shook his head.<br />"Seventeen." She paused. "That is almost less than one hundredth of their time together."<br />She looked at Caranthir to see if he understood. He didn't. <br />"If you had a fine horse for one hundred days and one for only one day which would you be most attached?"<br />"The older one, surely."<br />"Yes. And if the younger one caused the older's death, doubtless you would despise it, for you hardly knew it compared to the other. Don't you see?" She turned and faced him. "My mother was his life. Compared to her I am no more than an acquaintance." She searched his face for understanding.<br />"He still should not have treated you in such a way."<br />She bowed her head. "Perhaps not. But he did. " She looked up again. "We cannot change the past. But we can try for a better future. Eventually he will see. Why make him suffer the same pain I am now?"hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-65141827566003632242009-09-10T14:05:36.975-06:002009-09-10T14:05:36.975-06:00Caranthir felt tears in his eyes, sadness for the ...Caranthir felt tears in his eyes, sadness for the Princess.<br />She went through all of that - to come home to a furious father, a dead mother, and an imprisoned dragon?<br />He stood and walked away quickly, leaving Evalynn.<br />As he walked his pace quickened and he shifted. White fur replaced skin, but the silver eyes remained the same. <br />He ran as fast as his four legs could carry him. The guards shouted and crossed their spears, but he jumped over the barrier with superhuman strength.<br />He did not stop running until right before the king's throne, where he shifted back into an elf.<br />"Your Highness," he ground out, "I have something to say."<br />The King narrowed his eyes at him.<br />"Speak."<br />He was not expecting the crushing punch that struck his face with dizzying force. <br />"I let my fist do the talking for me," he spit out. "You are despicable, Highness. Your daughter showed considerable bravery in what she did. You have no idea!" Caranthir was breathing heavily, his eyes blazing with passion. <br />"Who are you?" growled the king angrily, standing and ready to have this elf executed.<br /> "I am your daughter's assasin."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-36002959371528050432009-09-09T12:45:26.913-06:002009-09-09T12:45:26.913-06:00Ooooh, no! ='-(Ooooh, no! ='-(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-4503119173409220082009-09-08T21:26:12.026-06:002009-09-08T21:26:12.026-06:00~Continued Again! I didn't cut it very well th...~Continued Again! I didn't cut it very well the first time!~<br />Evelynn crumpled at the base of a cherry tree, totally and completely broken. She cried for what seemed hours amidst her mother's favorite flowers, until her tears came no more. Then she was silent. Arol came over once, but she pushed him away. Craving nothing more than this to be some freakish nightmare.<br />Caranthir knelt beside her. She tried to shove him away also, but he didn't leave.<br />"Just go!" She choked. <br />Caranthir looked at her with such pity.<br />"Troubled, princess?"<br />The words were so familiar. She broke into to fresh sobs. He gently held her and she cried into his shoulder, her own slender frame shaking.<br /><br />There was so much pain in the world.<br />****<br />Whoa. That didn't turn out the way I expected! Ya know how your characters develop on their own? Yeah, thats what happened to me:) Well, now Evelynn has a chance at the forester life! Though, I got sad writing the part with her Da:'(hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-41206916627445542942009-09-08T21:25:18.675-06:002009-09-08T21:25:18.675-06:00~Cont.~
There was a long moment of silence. The ki...~Cont.~<br />There was a long moment of silence. The king stood straight and tall. And silent.<br />Evelynn could bare it no longer.<br />"Ada," 'father', she spoke in elvish. She knelt before him and he turned his gaze on her. She could not decern any emotion from his ice blue eyes. "Father, please," she still used the elf tongue.<br />"The law is the law." he said at last, holding her gaze.<br />"What?" She looked at Arol, then back at her father and he nodded. "Father, no! Please!"<br />He looked away. <br />"Please, father! You don't understand, he-"<br />"Don't understand?" The kings voice thundered about the room. The candle light wavered sending ghastly shapes across the wall. Everyone cringed at his fury. Arol gave a cry of fear.<br />"It is you who does not understand, Evelynninari!"<br />Evelynn shrank at the use of her full name.<br />"Do you know what that dragon has caused?"<br />Evelynn whimpered at his feet. The king forced her chin up so she would look him in the eyes. Tears of pure terror began to coursed down her cheeks.<br />"Tell me," the kings voice dropped, but was no less terrifying. "Do you see your mother?"<br />Evelynn shook her head, trying to look away.<br />"Do you know why?" Again she was forced to shake her head.<br />"It is because she is dead." The king threw her head to the side. Evelynn fell to the floor. The words hit her like lightning. Dead. Her mother was dead. Now she could see her father's actions were in grief. More tears poured down her face. She was no longer aware of her former companions, who stood stunned.<br />"Do you know how she died?" The king went on his voice shaking. "She died of grief. Grief that her daughter chose to run away. Grief that her child could be dead or never return home." He turned again to her. "You KNOW elves die from broken hearts! You KNEW! And still you left!"<br />By now Evelynn was sobbing, over the loss of her mother and the part she played in it.<br />Arol was in distress; he strived to come to his master's aid, but Caranthir restrained him.<br />"Papa," Evelynn sobbed, pleading. "Papa, please! Please forgive your daughter!" She could continue no more. Totally broken she wept, and no one comforted her.<br />Her friends below looked on in absolute pity. But it was a helpless pity. What could they do? Caranthir was gripped with pain. He longed to comfort Evelynn. He wondered how the king, her own father, could be so cruel. But the worst was yet to come.<br />"Keep your dragon." The king now had tears glittering in his own eyes. "Keep your friends. And keep this." He threw a chain at her knees, for she was still kneeling. She carefully took it up. It was a gold and silver necklace. A gold heart encircling the smaller silver one. It was the pendant that all fathers and their daughters wore, signifying their special bond. She looked at him, disbelieving. <br />"I have no daughter." His words confirmed her fear.<br /><br />"No." she whispered. "No!"<br />The guards came and took them away. Dragging Evelynn as she struggled. "No! Father, please!" She cried out in anguish. The king only turned away. And the doors closed.<br />They were taken to the gardens, Evelynn still shouting and struggling. Once there, the elves said they could pass the night there as long as they left by morning.hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-66628600962900968912009-09-08T21:24:15.581-06:002009-09-08T21:24:15.581-06:00~Evelynn~
They were marched into the throne room,...~Evelynn~<br /><br />They were marched into the throne room, guards with them every step of the way. Evelynn had tried to speak with one she had recognized, but he had not answered.<br /><br />Evelynn had never come before the King and Queen as a commoner, such as they were being brought in now, and she wasn't sure what she felt. Hurt?<br /><br />The king was seated, his grand robes flooding over the marble throne. He showed not the slightest piece of recognition that his daughter stood before him.<br />Evelynn looked for her mother but she was nowhere to be seen. That troubled her.<br /><br />Evelynn, Arol, Caranthir, Ceorl and Mona. All stood uncertain of their fate.<br />Arol clicked his teeth, unsure what was happening.<br /><br />At length the King spoke. "You may leave." He said to the guards. They gave the company an uncertain look and then left, closing the massive doors behind them.hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-76665828200634362732009-09-08T13:34:13.261-06:002009-09-08T13:34:13.261-06:00Caranthir felt nervous - an unusual emotion for hi...Caranthir felt nervous - an unusual emotion for him.<br />After all, he had nearly asassinated the princess several times.<br />They would have no reason to show him mercy, unless he could convince them he had changed.<br />Evelynn was having similar thoughts run through her mind.<br />She knew Caranthir had changed - but would the Elvenking and Elvenqueen know as well?<br />How could they?<br />And what about Mona and Coerl?<br />And...<br />Arol.<br />Evelynn felt stubborness set in.<br />She would keep him if it was the last thing she did.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-59191311477196311172009-09-08T12:48:46.773-06:002009-09-08T12:48:46.773-06:00The castle loomed before them, and Mona felt the s...The castle loomed before them, and Mona felt the same claustrophobia she had when she first laid eyes on the building. She looked over at Ceorl. His eyes were flicking back and forth restlessly. Mona felt sick in the pit of her stomach. Sick with worry.<br />The heavy wooden doors swung open and the elf guards marched out. They bowed to Evelynn. Mona stood awkwardly.<br />It was Judgement Day... for all four of them.<br /><br />Gotta go do my homework now (ugh) but at least there's a good start!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-61146499088137208042009-09-07T16:41:27.581-06:002009-09-07T16:41:27.581-06:00Evelynn
*Ahem* Well... Hmm... I'm still in sl...Evelynn<br /><br />*Ahem* Well... Hmm... I'm still in slight state of shock over the past events.... As any sane elf would be. I think. <br />At least Carathir had the same look on his face as I did. I think bewilderment would be the correct word for it.<br />I must say, humans do get attached to each other rather quickly. Its probably on account of their short lives. Yes, that must be it. Huh.<br /><br />We're sitting around the camp fire now, breaking our fast. Ceorl and Mona are, not surprisingly, sitting closer together then normal.<br /><br />Arol nudged my arm, "What's going on?" he seemed to ask. Ah, of course. He must be feeling all the strange and mixed emotions that encircled our bunch.<br />"As if I know," I thought back to him, using words instead of emotions like I normally did. He had to learn speech sometime.<br />His look of befuddlement increased for a moment, then he seemed to connect something and his eyes lit up.<br />"Food?" he asked.<br />I nearly jumped. He had used words!! <br />Seeing I didn't answer right away he sent an image of himself eating one of the rabbits.<br />"Yes, but," I answered, tossing him a crony. "You can understand speech?"<br />He looked at me, then blinked and began devouring the rabbit with gusto.<br />Well, at least I knew he could understand somethings.<br />My face must have revealed something strange had happened, for when I returned to eating, I noticed all my companions were staring at me as if I'd gone mad.<br />"What?" I said automatically.<br />The tree of them looked at each other. "What??" I said again, wondering what on earth I had done to make them look at me so.<br />Carathir finally took pity on me, "The expression on your face when you looked at Arol was if you had never before laid eyes on him."<br />"So?"<br />They shrugged. I sighed. "Arol just found his voice is all. It caught me off guard."<br />Mona and Ceorl looked at me and nodded like they didn't believe me. But Caranthir, I was glad to see, understood.<br />***<br />After we had cleared up the camp, we set out for my father's castle.<br />Ceorl, I could see, was nervous at the thought of meeting the Royals, but not as nervous as I. What would become of Arol? He was over 80 weights by now. Would father up hold the law and have Arol killed, knowing that if he did he would lose his daughter? Elf children were rare indeed, and so the throne was not always passed down through the family. But would it matter? The Law was the Law. The thought haunted me like a shadow, striving to take over and drown me in darkness. I dreaded returning and so strove to slow time doing unnecessary chores around the fire. Digging a hole with my knife to dump the ashes of the fire into was just one of them.<br />But at last the time came when there was nothing else to do.<br />I sat on a log, chin resting on my hand, as Mona and Ceorl strapped the last packs to Jili who stood patiently by.<br /><br />I was aware of Caranthir sitting next to me, but I said nothing. My mind was once again full of dark, seemingly hopeless thoughts.<br />"Troubled, princess?" The same words he had used two nights before, I remembered.<br />I let out a long sigh and dropped my hand, my shoulders slumped. "You know what it is that troubles me." I said quietly in elvish.<br />He raised an eyebrow. "Do I?" He to used the Fair Speech.<br />Arol wandered over to us and plopped his head in my lap. A smile flitted across my lips and then vanished. This only made things harder. I stroked Arol's forehead, the way he loved. He crooned and closed his eyes.<br />"I am torn." I said at last to Caranthir, looking into his silver eyes for what could be the first time. I was startled to see... what? Pity? Sorrow?... Understanding?<br />He only nodded in reply to my revelation. <br />I looked at Arol again. I knew I could never let him go.hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-10797563952327635042009-09-07T15:17:20.466-06:002009-09-07T15:17:20.466-06:00Awww! *sniff*
Mona could barely hear Ceorl's ...Awww! *sniff*<br /><br />Mona could barely hear Ceorl's words through the roaring in her head. "Never mind, it's not important..." she murmured, reveling in his embrace. But it was important, it was the most important thing yet in her life. HE was the most important thing.<br />"I love you."<br />The words fell from his lips like a skein of rough silk against her cheek. No, rough silk is impossible, but then again, wasn't this too?<br />Mona felt that she should say something, but Ceorl wasn't letting go. She decided that there were no words for her to say. He knew.<br />A rustling in the bushes startled them into drawing apart. Evelynn and Caranthir stood there, both gripping a bow and some rabbits. The four stared at each other awkwardly, until Evelynn broke the silence.<br />"We got some conies," she said loudly and rather unnecessarily.<br />Grateful for the conversation topic, Mona jumped in. "Oh, yes, wonderful. Let's have some stew tonight," she replied, her voice a notch or two higher than usual. She felt exceedingly stupid.<br />As she stirred the stew pot, occasionally glancing over at Ceorl, who was whittling something, she turned over the question that had been bothering her since she had laid eyes on Ceorl... which was, oddly enough, when she locked him out of his hut. It wasn't whether or not she loved him... she did, with all her heart, though they were both young yet. The question that was bothering her was her own lot in life. For years, she had been tough and independent, hunting and living by herself... well, herself and Jili. What would become of her now? As she fed Jili a carrot, she wondered whether she could continue being a forest warrior or if she would instead settle down like a good little wife. The thought almost made her life. "Good little wife?" She would sooner sprout wings and fly to Saturn. No, she knew she would continue being herself... but now she would have someone to share it with.<br /><br />The following morning, Evelynn announced that they were going to the elven palace.<br /><br />(Your turn, someone!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-38207697145081954732009-09-07T15:10:04.850-06:002009-09-07T15:10:04.850-06:00Aaawww :) :)Aaawww :) :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-50731180181082780822009-09-07T13:48:32.515-06:002009-09-07T13:48:32.515-06:00Awww! I'm feeling sniffly! We need some music ...Awww! I'm feeling sniffly! We need some music here!Bethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14791763524324073873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-1061761914571790222009-09-07T13:47:45.957-06:002009-09-07T13:47:45.957-06:00HERE I AM!!!! [And ready to rock n roll, teehee] ...HERE I AM!!!! [And ready to rock n roll, teehee] Finally! <br /><br />Okay. <br /><br />CEORL <br />How did this happen? How am I always getting knocked out? I awoke with a frightful headache. Mona was bending over me, her face twisted with worry. I could have sworn I saw tears in her eyes, but that was surely impossible. It must have been my own muddled head. <br /><br />In the morning she was up early, roasting a pair of conies. <br /><br />[good heavens. Is it possible that my fleeting character what's-is-name the little rabbit was among the victims??! hehe] <br /><br />I went over to the fire, drawn by the savory smell. She turned and smiled. "Ceorl. I--did you sleep well? How is the wound?" <br /><br />I ignored my aching skull and spoke jauntily. "Nothing to signify. Where are the others?" <br /><br />She turned back to the fire, turning the conies carefully. "I know not. I saw Caranthir just at dawn, he brought in the conies and said he was off for a bit."<br /><br />"And Evelynn?" <br /><br />She gave me a sharp glance. "I don't know. She can take care of herself, I'm sure." <br />Mona turned the meat again, then spun around and stepped closer to me. Her face was hard but her voice was very quiet--dangerous. I took a step back as she spoke. <br />"Ceorl, are you in love with Evelynn? <br /><br />"I--why did you--no--" I hesitated. Of course I wasn't in love with Evelynn. An Elven princess! She was as far above me as the stars in the sky. But Mona....how could I tell her that I did love <i>her</i>? Can you love a person when you have known them for no more than a week? I couldn't tell her of all the time I spent thinking about her; of how I would be perfectly happy just to be with her for the rest of my life; of the way her hair shone in the sunlight; of the way my heart lifted whenever I saw her. I couldn't tell her...<br /><br />Mona broke in. "I'm sorry. I had no right to ask." <br /><i>Yes.</i> I would tell her. I had to, I couldn't live if I thought I had never told her....<br />"I can't think of anyone else who had a better right to ask. I'm not in love with Evelynn." I stepped towards her, my eyes never leaving hers. "Mona, I--" <br />I couldn't say anything more, but she must have known what I was going to say. I put my arms around her and I heard her murmur something against my shoulder, almost crying. I held her tighter and whispered into her hair. <br />"I love you."Bethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14791763524324073873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-71490118960722982402009-09-07T08:48:26.292-06:002009-09-07T08:48:26.292-06:00Um... find a way for the humans to not be prosecut...Um... find a way for the humans to not be prosecuted?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-14698604387429944632009-09-06T13:09:30.931-06:002009-09-06T13:09:30.931-06:00Right! =D
But now that Morgath's dead, what do...Right! =D<br />But now that Morgath's dead, what do we do?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-81293979724086915962009-09-06T10:50:03.058-06:002009-09-06T10:50:03.058-06:00K =)K =)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-44900532610138494372009-09-05T20:05:39.854-06:002009-09-05T20:05:39.854-06:00Aha! yes, I like Olive Tree's idea for tidying...Aha! yes, I like Olive Tree's idea for tidying up :) I'll leave that bit up to someone else, if I may....here's some more of Ceorl's story! [Olive Tree(dear dear. I almost shortened that to Olive :O ), feel free to break in with Mona's perspective!Bethanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14791763524324073873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-84500896895411810332009-09-05T17:17:07.696-06:002009-09-05T17:17:07.696-06:00Oh yeah, just trying to find some way to wrap it u...Oh yeah, just trying to find some way to wrap it up...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-55626558185789511632009-09-05T10:58:24.202-06:002009-09-05T10:58:24.202-06:00Sure go ahead! I'd like to have the story last...Sure go ahead! I'd like to have the story last a bit longer. We can't just have one post saying 'the bad dude's dead. the end' can we?hazel mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04493535990076038295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-7373493395031619402009-09-05T07:47:15.690-06:002009-09-05T07:47:15.690-06:00Great =)
I have this idea... what if Morgath was ...Great =)<br /><br />I have this idea... what if Morgath was being possessed by the "Dark Master" dude, and by killing him we/Caranthir killed the mega-bad guys too? That would wrap it up nicely. Do you guys agree? Then we can all have happy endings... maybe Ceorl and Mona can be released from the terrible restrictions of being human by the elf king or something... just my morning thoughts. =)<br /><br />(I use waaaay too many =)s... =) )Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350033007843445950.post-10706685949107666772009-09-04T12:39:22.807-06:002009-09-04T12:39:22.807-06:00Right, Caranthir has an A and Elves ARE 3-7 times ...Right, Caranthir has an A and Elves ARE 3-7 times stronger than a human =DAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com