My dearest Corwynne,
I just wanted to drop you a line to let you know that I have arrived safely back in the settlement. I so enjoyed the King's Royal Birthday Bash and I hope to be able to travel back to the White City for the New Year Celebration. I do wish I could have stayed for the entire event but when the cat's away, as they say in the real world.
The reason for my hasty departure was more in the Billingdalt saga. It seems that he keeps himself abreast of our comings and goings enough to return when he knows Leggs and I are away. He was trying to convince the worker population of the settlement that they should form unions. My unexpected return took him quite by surprise and he admitted that he had just watched Norma Rae when it arrived from Netflix. He has yet again promised to stay away from the settlement, but who knows. I may be forced to write to you only after an event instead of discussing it ahead of time.
I hope that Leggs has not been any trouble for you. If he seems bored just ask him to explore the city and report back on where and what type of gardens he feels it needs. I am sure he will spend many days on the report and then you can just hid it away with the other ancient and long winded papers in the Gondorian library system. He'll never know.
Any way I must be going....the workers need to be comforted, Billingdalt frightens them now.
Your affectionate Friend,
Kendrah
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Birthday Bash Updates
My Dearest Kendrah,
I too remember the days of Little Miss Cranky Pants and None of Her Friends. Those were good times...
I've been swamped this week putting the finishing touches on Aragorn's Birthday Bash. March is a busy month for Gondor, King's birthday on the 1st, New Year's on the 25th. We're trying to establish an official holiday season beginning with the Royal Birthday Celebration and ending on New Year's Day.
Faramir has been a huge help with arranging all the events. I don't know what I would have done without him. I think we are ready to go...
Thranduil has sent several casks of wine from the Dale that we will be serving at the formal birthday dinner tonight. He won't be attending himself. I think he's still a bit miffed at Leggs. (BTW, Aragorn is still ticked off at the Settlement Elders so I had to bump them down on precedence. You and Leggs will be the only Settlements reps at the High Table...make sure he wears something nice...maybe that light blue/silver number from the coronation) Orlie is busy shooting something somewhere so he is unable to attend (which is a load off my mind really). Pippin has been pressed into active duty for the duration of the festivities. (He's so cute in that uniform!) He and Merry arrived a few days ago after a brief visit to Eomer. I think Merry is trying to open pipeweed trade negotiations with the Rohirrim. Eomer will be at the party too...Imrahil is still trying to set him up with his sister...I think Eomer is falling for it.
Bilbo and Frodo are making the trip in as well, traveling with Elrond and the Rivendell crew. It seems both Bilbo and Viggo have written ballads in honor of Elessar being king and all, and plan to read then to the court after dinner. Not to be outdone, the Bard Laureate of Gondor has also prepared some pieces in honor of the king. Frankly, an evening of poetry reading isn't my idea of a swinging birthday party, but Aragorn likes that sort of thing.
Gladders and Celeborn arrived this morning and they've been very pleasant. They must have resolved their latest tiff. I just wish she'd stop wandering great hall, looking ethereal and messing with the flower arrangements!
All right, I need to go meet some ambassadors, get my jewelry out of the museum and make sure Aragorn has clean tunic. I'll see you and Leggs at dinner in a few hours!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
I too remember the days of Little Miss Cranky Pants and None of Her Friends. Those were good times...
I've been swamped this week putting the finishing touches on Aragorn's Birthday Bash. March is a busy month for Gondor, King's birthday on the 1st, New Year's on the 25th. We're trying to establish an official holiday season beginning with the Royal Birthday Celebration and ending on New Year's Day.
Faramir has been a huge help with arranging all the events. I don't know what I would have done without him. I think we are ready to go...
Thranduil has sent several casks of wine from the Dale that we will be serving at the formal birthday dinner tonight. He won't be attending himself. I think he's still a bit miffed at Leggs. (BTW, Aragorn is still ticked off at the Settlement Elders so I had to bump them down on precedence. You and Leggs will be the only Settlements reps at the High Table...make sure he wears something nice...maybe that light blue/silver number from the coronation) Orlie is busy shooting something somewhere so he is unable to attend (which is a load off my mind really). Pippin has been pressed into active duty for the duration of the festivities. (He's so cute in that uniform!) He and Merry arrived a few days ago after a brief visit to Eomer. I think Merry is trying to open pipeweed trade negotiations with the Rohirrim. Eomer will be at the party too...Imrahil is still trying to set him up with his sister...I think Eomer is falling for it.
Bilbo and Frodo are making the trip in as well, traveling with Elrond and the Rivendell crew. It seems both Bilbo and Viggo have written ballads in honor of Elessar being king and all, and plan to read then to the court after dinner. Not to be outdone, the Bard Laureate of Gondor has also prepared some pieces in honor of the king. Frankly, an evening of poetry reading isn't my idea of a swinging birthday party, but Aragorn likes that sort of thing.
Gladders and Celeborn arrived this morning and they've been very pleasant. They must have resolved their latest tiff. I just wish she'd stop wandering great hall, looking ethereal and messing with the flower arrangements!
All right, I need to go meet some ambassadors, get my jewelry out of the museum and make sure Aragorn has clean tunic. I'll see you and Leggs at dinner in a few hours!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Sunday, February 27, 2005
The Good Old Days
My Dearest Corwynne,
All of the recent troubles in the settlement and the White City have gotten me thinking about the time before this, dare I say, obsession over took us. Remember our first fantasy world? I miss Little Miss Cranky Pants and her Bitter bus. I still thinking this is defintitely a marketable doll idea, but maybe it's just me. After all I did have a set of dolls that were farm animals dressed up like hookers in the old west, so maybe I am not the best judge.
Anyway I just wanted to take a moment and remember.
I will Write went there is any news about the Flagstaff boy and the troubles he has brought upon us.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
All of the recent troubles in the settlement and the White City have gotten me thinking about the time before this, dare I say, obsession over took us. Remember our first fantasy world? I miss Little Miss Cranky Pants and her Bitter bus. I still thinking this is defintitely a marketable doll idea, but maybe it's just me. After all I did have a set of dolls that were farm animals dressed up like hookers in the old west, so maybe I am not the best judge.
Anyway I just wanted to take a moment and remember.
I will Write went there is any news about the Flagstaff boy and the troubles he has brought upon us.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
Friday, February 25, 2005
Disturbing Development
My Dearest Kendrah,
I must say I was terribly disturbed by your last post, and Aragorn is furious!
When he first read your letter he paced around shouting stuff about "Servant of the Shadow" and "Sounds like something Dolores Umbridge would invent" and "This is the kind of thing that made me want to butcher those singing pigs!" When he tired of that, he slumped enigmatically in the corner, smoking his pipe and muttering in in that quiet but deadly way of his "You have drawn far too much attention to yourself, Mr. Dalton!"
I tried to explain to him that human male teenagers were often troublemakers and he probably didn't mean any harm and maybe it was a cry for help. I was then treated to Mr. Serious's account of how he spent his teenage years. Unfortunately for Mr. Dalton, Aragorn decided the boy should be taught a lesson and sent a few bored ex-Rangers to have a "chat" with him. I can't wait to see the headlines on that!
Aragorn also plans to visit the settlement and have a "chat" of his own with the Elders. He is quite an advocate of free speech (which seems a bit strange coming from a Divine Right Monarch, but he's a bit of a rebel).
He is also reconsidering Sam's suggestion that we institute some sort of Gondorian National ID card. In a kingdom where the majority of the populace is illiterate, I don't see that will do much good. I imagine he'll calm down eventually. But I see that my idea of a census is more imperative than ever. Perhaps we will need to issue some sort of Visitor's Visa for those wishing to spend more than a few hours in our fantasy world.(That Artemis Fowl book is giving all sorts of ideas!) Honestly! If you want to cause trouble start your own fantasy!
Sadly, I must be off. We have three shows still to come today and I promised Aragorn I'd have dinner with him. I'll talk to you soon!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
I must say I was terribly disturbed by your last post, and Aragorn is furious!
When he first read your letter he paced around shouting stuff about "Servant of the Shadow" and "Sounds like something Dolores Umbridge would invent" and "This is the kind of thing that made me want to butcher those singing pigs!" When he tired of that, he slumped enigmatically in the corner, smoking his pipe and muttering in in that quiet but deadly way of his "You have drawn far too much attention to yourself, Mr. Dalton!"
I tried to explain to him that human male teenagers were often troublemakers and he probably didn't mean any harm and maybe it was a cry for help. I was then treated to Mr. Serious's account of how he spent his teenage years. Unfortunately for Mr. Dalton, Aragorn decided the boy should be taught a lesson and sent a few bored ex-Rangers to have a "chat" with him. I can't wait to see the headlines on that!
Aragorn also plans to visit the settlement and have a "chat" of his own with the Elders. He is quite an advocate of free speech (which seems a bit strange coming from a Divine Right Monarch, but he's a bit of a rebel).
He is also reconsidering Sam's suggestion that we institute some sort of Gondorian National ID card. In a kingdom where the majority of the populace is illiterate, I don't see that will do much good. I imagine he'll calm down eventually. But I see that my idea of a census is more imperative than ever. Perhaps we will need to issue some sort of Visitor's Visa for those wishing to spend more than a few hours in our fantasy world.(That Artemis Fowl book is giving all sorts of ideas!) Honestly! If you want to cause trouble start your own fantasy!
Sadly, I must be off. We have three shows still to come today and I promised Aragorn I'd have dinner with him. I'll talk to you soon!
Your Affectionate Friend,
Corwynne
Monday, February 21, 2005
The ESSF
My Dearest Corwynne,
It has been such a long time since I have been able to write, and I am sorry, but this time it was not my fault in the least. You see several weeks ago,while Leggs was on a hunting trip, the elders of the settlement had a meeting in which they formed the ESSF-the Elvish Settlement Security Force.
The main job of the ESSF was to make sure that none of the settlement's secrets were leaked to the outside world. They took great interest in these writings. You may ask how they knew about these writings. I will admit that it took some time for me to understand exactly what was going on.
About two months ago an new elf named Billindalt arrived in the settlement. His story about where he was born and had spent all of this time since the Elvish exodus didn't make much sense to me, but no one else seemed concerned. I didn't give it much thought until the forming of the ESSF.
The day it was formed I came home and wrote to you. The next morning my post was gone and there was a letter on my desk stating that my letter had been deemed a risk to the community, signed by the ESSF. This happened several times. In frustration, I wrote you again and posted the letter and waited. Around 2 am who should appear at my computer but Billindalt! There he was erasing my post!
Leggs returned the next day and we uncovered what was really going on. The forming of the ESSF was just the normal rebellion of the Elves in this camp, but it was greatly influence by this Billindalt. Apparently, he told the elders that he had a way, that he would not explain to them, to stop the correspondence between the settlement and the White City. They actually started off on our side, saying that they saw no danger in these two particular humans writing to one another. But Billindalt said that he was from a race of Elves which could not only see possible futures, but were given the power to change the most likely outcome. They bought it, and told him to do whatever was needed short of killing us. (how nice of them)
So after I explained the situation to Leggs he came home with me, putting aside his fear of the palantir box to use it to research this elf......or should we say 15 year old boy named Billy Dalton from Flagstaff!
It seems that young Bill, a computer geek of the highest order, had read our musings and decided that he would join in. But like many young men, once he gained some imaginary power he thought he would see what damage he could do.
He has been banned from the settlement and the members of the ESSF have agreed to disband. But you should keep a close eye on your borders for people who are unknown, he is a very clever boy and who knows what he might be planning next.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
It has been such a long time since I have been able to write, and I am sorry, but this time it was not my fault in the least. You see several weeks ago,while Leggs was on a hunting trip, the elders of the settlement had a meeting in which they formed the ESSF-the Elvish Settlement Security Force.
The main job of the ESSF was to make sure that none of the settlement's secrets were leaked to the outside world. They took great interest in these writings. You may ask how they knew about these writings. I will admit that it took some time for me to understand exactly what was going on.
About two months ago an new elf named Billindalt arrived in the settlement. His story about where he was born and had spent all of this time since the Elvish exodus didn't make much sense to me, but no one else seemed concerned. I didn't give it much thought until the forming of the ESSF.
The day it was formed I came home and wrote to you. The next morning my post was gone and there was a letter on my desk stating that my letter had been deemed a risk to the community, signed by the ESSF. This happened several times. In frustration, I wrote you again and posted the letter and waited. Around 2 am who should appear at my computer but Billindalt! There he was erasing my post!
Leggs returned the next day and we uncovered what was really going on. The forming of the ESSF was just the normal rebellion of the Elves in this camp, but it was greatly influence by this Billindalt. Apparently, he told the elders that he had a way, that he would not explain to them, to stop the correspondence between the settlement and the White City. They actually started off on our side, saying that they saw no danger in these two particular humans writing to one another. But Billindalt said that he was from a race of Elves which could not only see possible futures, but were given the power to change the most likely outcome. They bought it, and told him to do whatever was needed short of killing us. (how nice of them)
So after I explained the situation to Leggs he came home with me, putting aside his fear of the palantir box to use it to research this elf......or should we say 15 year old boy named Billy Dalton from Flagstaff!
It seems that young Bill, a computer geek of the highest order, had read our musings and decided that he would join in. But like many young men, once he gained some imaginary power he thought he would see what damage he could do.
He has been banned from the settlement and the members of the ESSF have agreed to disband. But you should keep a close eye on your borders for people who are unknown, he is a very clever boy and who knows what he might be planning next.
Your affectionate friend,
Kendrah
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