Tuesday, November 29, 2005

The Quest.

My Dearest Corwynne,
Your suggestion of a Nobel and heroic quest worked! I began by discussing it with Gimli in front of the comatose Leggs. I noticed his ears perk up a bit as we discussed how Gimli, the Sons, and various extras would be going off into the wild lands to find any remnants of Saurman's orc army and either destroy it or bring them back as laborers. Well, at that he could sit still no longer, there would be a chance to kill more orcs and if he let Gimli go without him his count might begin to narrow the gap with his own. He also had many arguments against the use of orc servants.
He began spewing out his reasons against their use before he realized he was supposed to be in a coma on the hearth. He looked around and saw that Gimli had left the room and I was handing him some tea. He was then very angry that we had tricked him in such a cruel manner. Promising the opportunity to kill orcs and then taking it away...cruel. He was much better when I told him that the quest was real and everyone was counting on him to go.
Then of course, being a slightly obsessed elf, he asked if we would marry before or after the quest. I thought I was going to scream. Luckily for me he remembered himself and apologized. He then asked if we could go back to the way things were before "The Time of the Hearth" (yes, that is what he called it.) I told him to go on his quest, not to send me any telepathic messages and return acting like his old self and I would consider returning to our pre-hearth relationship.
He has sent out dispatches to the Sons and to the King, in the hope that he can join them. He plans to leave on the 1st of the month. The settlement will be mostly empty until there return since most of the extras live here. If you would like to make an unofficial visit, those of us who remain would very much enjoy it. Do let me know.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah

P.S. If the King's duties do not allow him to go orc hunting and you would like a servant or two, send me the specifics and I will have Leggs pick some up for you.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Trials and Tribulations

My Dearest Kendrah,

I am so sorry to hear about this latest turn of events! Aragorn and I are both heartbroken! I cannot say it was a surprise though. Leggs behavior over the past two months has been wearing on all of us, and you bore the brunt of it. Elves get like that sometimes...all obsessive and demanding...it all goes back to Feanor and those cursed Silmarils. You'd think a Wood Elf would have a bit more sense though.

If Leggs doesn't uncurl soon, perhaps we could ask Celeborn to pay him a visit. He can be very sensible (and sensitive) in these matters. I think we should try to keep the news from Mirkwood as long as possible. Varda knows what mischief Thranduil would cook up if he found out precious son was dumped by a mortal.

The Sons suggested dropping hints about a great quest...some feat of devotion and prowess that would a) get Leggs out of his stupor b) get him off your hearth and c) make him work to get you back. Nothing as drastic as fetching a Silmaril from the crown of Morgoth, but some adventure that would give him time to think about the situation. If you could get Gimli to go, I know he could talk some sense into Leggs, and the Sons are itching for an heroic outlet! As long as it starts after Thanksgiving. E & E promised to help with the cooking before settling in to watch football and drink beer with Aragorn and my brother.

All is well and rather peaceful here. We'll keep you both in our thoughts through this trying time.

Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne

Friday, November 18, 2005

Another Break up.....

My Dearest Corwynne,
It is my sad duty to tell you that Leggs and I have broken up. I know that normally it would be his duty to inform the King's family of his change of address and such, but since he has spent the past week and a half curled up in the fetal position on the hearth, I don't think he is going to get around to it.

I truly don't think that anyone would blame me if they had to put up with the dwell with me chant for more than an hour, and I put up with it for days.....Nonstop. You know that telepathy trick that Elrond and Gladders do, yeah Leggs figured out how to do it to me....And I can't make it stop. So after the third night of having the chant in my head, I told him it was over.

We have had this issue before as I am sure you remember. So there is a chance we can work things out as we did then. But I don't see it happening anytime soon since he has become catatonic. I swear, I think he is getting a little dirty. Maybe he is trying to make some kind of statement, that is what Gimli thinks.

Oh lord, Gimli is furious with both of us. "Just wed him,Lass." "Stand up and take it like a dwarf, Elf!"

Needless to say, things aren't as pleasant as they could be in the settlement. How's the white city treatin' ya?

Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Halloween

My Dearest Kendrah,

I am sure the signing of the Papers was bittersweet in many ways. The old days are over...a New Age begins...blah, blah... I can certainly understand why Leggs is getting on your nerves. You'd think an Elf, of all beings, would understand a grieving process, for Eru's sake! If he gets too annoying with the popping in and out, maybe Aragorn can arrange to send him on a mission to Imladris for a few weeks. You know how Elrond frowns on reality jumping in his domain.

Halloween passed vary uneventfully for us this year. Since I had to work all weekend, I sent Aragorn to Deana's party without me. He kindly invited Imrahil to join him, since the Prince so enjoyed the strawberry daquiris I brought him from last year's event. There was some argument over what costumes they would wear, but in the end, Aragorn raided Mithrandir's trunk for some old clothes, picked up some grey hair spray and went as Dumbledore. Imrahil decided to give his golden-boy persona a rest and went as Snape. (I hope that isn't a sign of things to come! I shall have to keep my eye on the Prince of Dol Amroth!) They were having a grand time pointing their plastic wands and casting made up spells at each other (or they were cursing each other in Sindarin...hard to say). They got in well after I did Saturday night, but judging by Imrahil's pink daquiri mustache and the amount of snoring that occurred, they seem to have enjoyed themselves.

I had planned to hide from the trick-or-treaters this year, but Aragorn wouldn't hear of it. He took it upon himself to buy all the candy and pass out the treats. He wore his Dumbledore costume and was, once again, a hit with the kids. I did hear him muttering "they are only children in masks, not orcs, not orcs" to himself every once in while. Just to be safe, I made him leave his sword with me. He wasn't happy, but when I reminded him that Dumbledore doesn't wear a sword and it would spoil the overall look of the costume, he surrendered.

We are both looking forward to visiting with you and your parents this coming weekend. I'm excited that he and I will actually be able to attend a party together for a change!

Take care, and let me know if there is anything we can do. I'll see you soon!

Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne