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Silly Wenches. Caradhras is in the Misty Mountains. And although it might be fun for is Wizard Bachelors to see the bloopers of that skiing trip, I wouldn't recommend it. Caradhras is like a "black-hole" black diamond difficulty level.
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Hey guys, is that JaneX coming up behind us? Yep and she has a horse. Now we can bring back a lot more stuff!! Posts: 765 | Registered: Feb 2002
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Sing along if you know the words to: What shall we do with the drunken hobbit.
whose lyrics are:
(Em)What shall we do with the drunken hobbit. (D)What shall we do with the drunken hobbit. (Em)What shall we do with the drunken hobbit. (A)Early in the (Em)morning.
Aye Aye up he rises Aye Aye up he rises Aye Aye up he rises Early in the mornin.
Cast him into Mount Doom Till he's sober Cast him into Mount Doom Till he's sober Cast him into Mount Doom Till he's sober Early in the morning.
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The group has arrived at Rivendel, and is having a blast.
Elrond only got his glower on at first, but then he warmed up a bit. We had him singing like a drunken dwarf last night. Don't let elves fool you-- behind all that mystery and aloof sorrow, they're just like the rest of us.
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Picks up an apple beer. I wonder if apple beer is just a Utah thing. Apple beer is friggin awesome!! Its non-alcoholic of course. Any chance that I could get a pint of apple beer?
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Some apple beer for you. I also have some nice non-alcoholic wine in the cellar. Yeah, I know it doesn't sound that appealing but we elves really know how to work with wine. You'll love it.
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Hey Jane... Want to explore Rivendale? I know an elf that will show us some good sights. It will make a good story when we get back to the tavern. Elvenwench will want to hear all about it!
*Throws on hooded cloak and slips out the door thinking "I love a good adventure. Maybe I can find a good gift for all the wenches left at home"
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The green hills fade as day drifts by A faceless man lights up the sky A shadow creeps over our little tavern Logs in the fire, continue to burn. A man and his fiddle go and sit down And strikes up a tune, and lights up the town. No talk of war, no talk of hate Just a hot meal upon a white plate Seagulls float over the waves of the sea People entranced by the man's melody No animals stir, except for the owl Who sits just outside, when he's on the prowl. Another day gone now, another day worth it But the sun has gone, and the candles are lit.
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Kill all who oppose you!! Er... I mean, stop being a bachelor and settle down with a nice wench. I hear they are great cooks.
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