*talks to herself* OK, now that we had that little talk, I'm feeling more settled about all this. Look at me now: Melba the Ringbearer! Ehehe! I wonder what they'd think . . . nah, I think we'll keep this as my little secret for now ( Read more... )

Melba closes the door to her room, sits down on her bed, takes a deep breath, and draws the ring out of her pocket. She holds it gingerly between her fingers.So you, like, talk? And it's not like this is news to me, but I just couldn't get it through my head before that you were really talking ( Read more... )

*sits on the sofa in front of the hearth in Back End's sitting room and waits for Primula to return from the kitchen*

*looks at the low burning fire* I guess I should get up and rekindle that. *yawns*

*takes the ring out of her pocket and notices how it glints in the fire light, looks closer and sees the red stone blaze with a light reflecting ( Read more... )

We're going to the Green Dragon!

We're going to the Green Dragon!

We're going to the Green Dragon!

We're there!

Woo!

*throws herself down dramatically on the bench in her room that she just finished making*

*sighs*

*grabs a bag of chocolate mushrooms and starts shovelling them in*

*munch* Ugh! *munch* I've got to get over this! She's not interested!

*munch* And this moping is making me sick! *crumples empty bag ( Read more... )

OK, I think it's done. I think it looks nice, if I do say so myself. I think she'll like it. She could use a mirror for combing out those long, black silken tresses . . . why do I have such a thing for long black hair? So . . . now to . . . lug . . . it over to Primula's door. Whew! There ( Read more... )

*knocks on Tiger's door*

Hey, Tiger?

OK, just putting the finishing touches on this rocking chair. I sure hope Primula likes me it. Not bad, if I do say so myself.

And I must remember to ask everybody about this ring I found and see who dropped it. Pretty damn spiffy ring, really.

And I suppose I ought to do more practicing with this great sword here Iorhael gave me, which ( Read more... )

*cough! cough!* Oh, uck! *clears throat* That'll teach me for playing in cannon.

And now there's no time to wash off all this gun powder!! Oh well, guess it gives me the rugged look, right?

Ahoy! Mess with me and I'll keel haul ye! Guess I need that Berlitz Guide to Piratese.

Melba Took trots down to the Party Field carrying the kite Isengar gave her and starts running with it, letting out the lead slowly, as a wind takes it aloft.

Oh wow, this is going great! *runs smiling*

It's sooo beautiful and . . . fu . . . .!

*kite tangles in the Party Tree*

Dammit!

*climbs the Party Tree*