FROM:    Ceredir – Tue Dec 02 15:25:22 2008
SUBJECT: BREE: Whispered Conspiracies
TO:      (Best-rp)
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Strange words were overheard in Bree’s market the other day, between a certain blonde-haired woman (MUIRGHEAL) and a dark-haired woman (CORDELIA, puppet of Ceredir). Something about longswords and knives and an ambush in the woods.

What could be brewing?

FROM:    Nob – Sat Nov 29 13:00:13 2008
SUBJECT: BREE: Bandits Strike Again!
TO:      (Best-rp)
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Fredder the Large was peacefully jogging along on his pony, half-dozing as the reliable old creature carried him home to Bree from Archet, when they came upon a goat in the road! And not any old goat – but a dead goat. A smelly, rotting dead goat. While fastidiously attempting to go around the carrion, a man came up to Fredder snivvling about his master who would surely beat him for losing the goat. But this fellow clearly was a scoundrel of the basest sort; for not only did he lie, but he then pulled Fredder off his pony and stole all of his money, leaving the poor old man to hobble down the road in search of his terrified pony. What IS this world coming to? Why isn’t the mayor DOING SOMETHING about all this??

FROM:    Torebras – Tue Nov 25 14:13:24 2008
SUBJECT: BREE: Meet the Mayor (or, Something Stinks)
TO:      (Best-rp)
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The campaign between current Mayor Torebras Bywater and his rival Brenden Ferny is hotting up.

The other day, TOREBRAS was seen braving the drizzle to set up a little booth in the yard of the Pony where townsfolk could ‘Meet the Mayor in Person’. KELDEAN was quick to seize the opportunity to ask questions (and wave a bucket of manure in Torebras’ direction whenever possible). Did you know that Torebras’ young brother Brandebras helps illiterate voters to fill in their forms? On hearing this Mistress ADA Fiddlehead, sister of Brenden Ferny, selflessly volunteered to perform the same service. Torebras managed to stammer out his thanks before retreating into his booth, behind a sign that was now – alas!- sadly illegible.

FROM:    Nob – Mon Nov 24 11:02:00 2008
SUBJECT: Terror in the Night!
TO:      (Best-rp)
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Well, ok, evening.

Keldean, ditzy teen that he is, was out wandering randomly not far from the North gate of Bree when he was startled – and a little frightened – to hear a voice addressing him from the dimness beneath a nearby tree. It was Barlok the Infamous, who by his own words was there for the important task of sitting under the tree. The two chatted a little while, when suddenly Barlok jumped at Keldean, sending the boy racing back for the presumable safety of town, while the man retired to his seat, chuckling.

FROM:    Keldean – Thu Nov 20 17:23:38 2008
SUBJECT: The Campaign Gets Serious
TO:      (Best-rp)
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Mayor Torebras Bywater was out for a stroll mid-morning when he encountered Brenden Ferny. (Played by Keldean) The man was hammering a sign to the gate of the large clearing off of Broad Way that announced an upcoming ale festival. The mayor began grilling Brenden on licenses, permission from the council, and even what he -named- the festival. Brenden answered the concerns rather flippantly and the mayor wandered off not long after.

The log is located here!

Photo credit: Peter Archer

“Asked to design a fitting repository for a client’s valuable collection of J.R.R. Tolkien manuscripts and artifacts, architect Peter Archer went to the source—the fantasy novels that describe the abodes of the diminutive Hobbits.”

From an article by Debra Judge Silber. Check it out right here!

For those magnificent folks who pay the blog a visit now and then, please welcome Keldean (from Elendor MUSH)! She’s graciously offered to help out around here, and I think she’ll do so immensely! Thanks again, Kel!

FROM:    Nob – Wed Nov 19 23:26:09 2008
SUBJECT: LUIN and the SHIRE: Drunken Dorfs!
TO:      (Best-rp)
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They must have been. What else could cause such reckless disregard for the sanctity of Ale? I mean, did you see them? There they were, fighting, yes that’s right, actually /fighting/ in the Floating Log! It was a disgrace! Why, I wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t sour all Ol’ Arlo’s ale. He oughta get compensation, so he ought. But we done showed them. Kicked ‘em right out. And see if any dorves is welcome in our pub again! No sirree.

Involved in the fracas: Ranon (Keldean), Leris (herself), Blotto (Nob, who dispite his name, wasn’t), Faori (Acelen) and Riho (Bo).

FROM: Nob – Tue Nov 11 23:27:10 2008
SUBJECT: Talvo and Bifur
TO: (Best-bb)
MESSAGE: ———————————————————————
BEST’s newest LAs! Praise them with great praise! Notice how this rhymes and RP many times!

Tath

FROM:    Ceredir – Sat Nov 15 17:35:25 2008
SUBJECT: BREE: Fun and Profit
TO:      (Best-rp)
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It is well known by the town gossips that the good-for-nothing teenager KELDEAN returned recently from his mysterious trip to the dangerous wilds outside of Bree, and that the teen claims to have had a change of heart and says he has reformed his wild ways. Then what was he doing at the market today, trying to pawn some jewel that ADA the pawnshop owner suspected was stolen? Gossips claim they overheard Keldean giving Ada some strange tale about how he honestly came by the “sapphire” (as Ada described the stone), but there in the pawn shop, agreeing with every word that Keldean said was CORDELIA, that dark-haired woman who got Keldean into all that trouble last year to begin with! Is Keldean already slipping from his new moral standards?! Tongues are wagging!