|we await the schpinsters coming...
||[Nov. 22nd, 2004|07:22 pm]
Scandalf thwarters anonymous
Whence commest thou, oh band of merry travellers..."From the farest regions of this earth!" I Hear you cry. I am glad. Welcome! Here upon this slightly soiled ground, and here only, can we avoid The Ear Of Scandalf. His rumour mills are even now spreading gossip of our coming, however like all good busy-bodies he shall discount it as falsehood to begin, so we may still have time.|
Bob, the fish in my watch, sends greetings to you all, and apologises for his absence, but he has dicovered some particularly intriguing bubbles, and is now somewhat distracted. So in his absence I invite you all to partake of our mead *hands over mead* and to share with us news of scandalf's activities, or any other news which you consider relevant and/or amusing (The doomish Quest talk is unneccessary, but it amuses me so i shall venture to pursue all activities here with the lights slightly dimmed and an artificial smell of horse.)
So young traveller, hang up your cloak and kick of your boots, we have much to discuss and many new friends to meet, most of whom don't exist, but I've never let that stop me. I am sorry, i have been thoughtless... Lo, my friends, there's a Hog roasting and broth boiling, sup first...we can talk of these things later. Though, you must forgive me, my mind is caught up in matters of buisness, and The Ear causes me much worry...I may not at present be the best of hosts.