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    Had to be done. 😃

    Roll on up, take a seat, sit a spell.

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Class of ’02~~~~~~~~~~

    Bardhwyn of Dale – joined 11 Feb 2002

    Eärendil (earendil81) – joined April 4 2002

    Elengil (and a host of others) – joined Sep 04, 2002!

    Jaeniver – joined 1 Jan 2003 (but with time zones and everything, we just say 2002)

    ~~~~~~~~~~Honorary Members~~~~~~~~~~~



  • Class of '02 v5 : 2022 Now we are 20!

    earendil updated 1 month, 2 weeks ago 11 Members · 74 Replies
  • Otaku-sempai

    Citizen of Imladris : 93 posts

    19? Shouldn’t you be closer to 35 or so? I was the class of ’79 and I’m over 60.

    Sep 24, 2021 at 10:15 am
    • earendil

      Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

      @Otaku-sempai , it’s because we originally joined TORC in 2002 so 19 😜

      Otherwise I think we now range in age from early to mid-30s and onto our 60s maybe more 😱. Time has flown.

      @Bardhwyn thanks for restarting this one ❤️.

      Sep 25, 2021 at 5:16 am
      • Otaku-sempai

        Citizen of Imladris : 93 posts

        Ah, I see. Thanx for the clarification!

        Sep 25, 2021 at 5:48 am
      • earendil

        Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

        my pleasure

        Sep 25, 2021 at 5:57 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Time has flown. But, in all truth, the memories are still vivid – the excitement, the creativity, everything.

    Hello Otaku-sempai! Great name. Consider yourself an ‘honorary member’ of the Class of ’02! 🙂

    Sep 25, 2021 at 2:19 pm
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    @Bardhwyn for certain. And as far as I’m concerned no matter how much time passes between meetings/exchanges it always feels like we saw each other the day before… this kind of precious friendship. I consider myself lucky 🍀 . 💕

    Sep 26, 2021 at 7:53 pm
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    OK all you Class of ’02 TORCERs –

    I know you’re lurking. ( gives one particularly grumpy she-elf a look)

    So roll up and remind me when you joined in ’02 and I’ll amend the Membership List accordingly.

    And while you’re all it – say a bit about yourself and what you’re up to.

    Remember her? 😀

    Sep 27, 2021 at 12:28 pm
  • Lalaith-Elerrina

    Citizen of Imladris : 86 posts

    Does it count that I joined in ’03? *ducks and hides*

    Sep 27, 2021 at 4:17 pm
    • Bardhwyn

      Shield Bearer : 219 posts

      Honorary Membership it is, then!!
      Hello Lalaith!

      Sep 28, 2021 at 7:18 am
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    Eärendil (earendil81) – joined April 4 2002

    40 y.o. this year… currently working on a career change since tourism is crippled by the pandemic.

    Hesitating between going back to fundraising or going into teaching, since training and transmitting knowledge has always been a significant and enriching part of my tasks.

    Two toddlers who are my little miracles. Even though I can barely function for lack of sleep lately 😜.

    That’s about it for now.

    Sep 28, 2021 at 2:41 am
  • elengil

    Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

    Sep 04, 2002!

    Oct 1, 2021 at 8:19 am
    • earendil

      Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

      Really? I thought for sure you joined before me. Uh…

      Time does things to memory 😂😂

      Oct 1, 2021 at 8:59 am
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    So yeah I’m replying to myself kinda…

    @Lalaith-Elerrina we had a few honorary members from 2003 and other years 😜. We’re an inclusive bunch, you know.

    Speaking of honorary members, where are you @Jaeniver ♥️?

    How is everyone handling the shortening of days? I mean I know it started in June but now they’re shorter than nights.

    Doesn’t mean I sleep more mind you, with both toddlers keeping me awake (from 1:30am to 3:30am this time. And the youngest was up at 7am 🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️😂).

    I think it’s the first time in my life I’m struggling with it. Maybe because I’m struggling with other things too and it sort of adds up, who knows 🤷‍♀️? Experiencing first hand the multiple discriminations on the labour market: 40, 2 young kids, woman and soon long term employment seeker. Not something I ever imagined happening to me but eh. I’m working on a plan but it’s sometimes a bit disheartening.

    My thyroid must also be unbalanced- otherwise I can’t quite explain the perpetual exhaustion. Even two excited non sleeping toddlers can’t justify that 😂😂.

    On the other hand, I write every day – don’t always have the focused energy for it so a lot gets trashed but it’s still writing 😜.

    Hope you all are doing well 😊

    Oct 2, 2021 at 9:29 pm
    • elengil

      Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

      I don’t remember if I’d mentioned it before but you should get your Vitamin D levels checked. Chronically low D can contribute to a number of problems, fatigue being one potential symptom.

      Oct 5, 2021 at 11:30 am
      • earendil

        Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

        You did mention it; haven’t been able to get my GP to order the tests. Not giving up; my thyroid was all over the place in June though so I have to have it rechecked. And then convince the doc to have the vitamin D levels looked at.

        Oct 6, 2021 at 9:10 pm
    • Jaeniver

      Petitioner to the Council : 13 posts

      I am here Eari 😉 Only just saw your post now.

      Hi everyone! Oh my, it has been quite some time since I logged on here. Fresh paint on the walls, new keys to get in. I need a moment to adjust 🙂

      Oct 9, 2021 at 12:50 pm
      • Bardhwyn

        Shield Bearer : 219 posts

        Hello there – welcome!

        * pulls up another chair to the fire *

        Make yourself comfy!

        Oct 10, 2021 at 2:17 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Hello –

    I’m procrastinating, I confess it. I should be prepping for my one teaching day and I’m more interested in shopping for garden tools, and like you Eari – a better job, as well as other things.
    I’m so-so myself. I love the autumn, as a rule, but I also notice how the light fades faster with each passing day ( and every time I notice, I think of the winter solstice and the irrefutable fact that yes, the days will lengthen again – cheers me up, that).
    I’m so-so also because I’m coming to terms with a recently diagnosed chronic health condition, one that’s significant and will make job seeking ‘interesting’. I can’t do ‘energetic’ work – end of. It’s too draining, so mainstream teaching is out. This condition went under the radar for years when I worked in IT – I was sedentary, sitting at a desk! Well, I know now and will learn more in the coming months.

    Glad to hear your writing everyday Eari – that’s great and also inspiring. I’m managing every other day thereabouts. And, another confession: I’m am restraining myself from overwhelming our little RP in the Pony. The Muse is just GUSHING… I may go over to the Old Torc, dig up ‘Bandit Tales’, repost the story over here (in Inspired?) and pick up where I left off.

    Come on you ’02 lurkers!! Declare yourselves!! 😄

    Oct 3, 2021 at 8:52 am
    • elengil

      Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

      🙁 Chronic conditions seem to be on the rise these days. So frustrating to have your body be way too young to be vetoing what seems to be very basic functionality.

      Oct 5, 2021 at 11:40 am
      • Bardhwyn

        Shield Bearer : 219 posts

        I agree, and I sometimes wonder if it is a function of the food we eat and the pollution we pump into our environment.

        Oct 6, 2021 at 7:44 am
      • elengil

        Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

        That is almost certainly a contributing factor. We have so many known toxins that have become almost ubiquitous, endocrine disruptors and PFAS and hell, even sugar. Coupled with poor nutrition (regardless of ‘food’ access) and yeah, we’ve most certainly made a mess of it.

        Oct 6, 2021 at 3:15 pm
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    @Bardhwyn Sorry to hear about your health condition 🥺♥️. I hope it’s not something that will cause you too much (more?) trouble. Sucks that it prevents you from doing what you want though. Crossing my fingers for you on the job search.

    I usually love the fall; for me it’s the beautiful colours of Northern America – Quebec, Ontario and Vermont – as I’m sure it may be for you (You’re from New England if I recall). The hybrid weather… But this year… ah 🤷‍♀️this will pass I trust.

    Please please do let the muse play. It’s always a pleasure to read your writings. Wherever you decide; I mean there’s always the possibility of a new ICC but mostly a section for writings and arts related to LoTR – yes Inspired – and “Bandit Tales the follow-up” would definitely have its place there. I’m playing with the idea of putting Eari’s early 4th age there but I can’t seem to write her story in order (or any other for that matter; even in collab writing, my mind often leaps ahead even when I know things are unlikely to unfold the way I imagine at that precise moment) so that might end up way too confusing 😂😂😂

    Oct 3, 2021 at 12:45 pm
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Lovely to see you here @elengil – I’m picking up a vibe that your life is full, no? If so, I hope it is a good kind of full. 🙂
    And @earendil – the Muse IS playing… and I’m enjoying writing again, especially so because it’s in collaboration with you and Elengil. I am such a harsh self critic, though. Being critical is ok, being harsh, not so much. It is such a waste of emotional energy, really. I have lost the knack of writing RPposts – I used to be so quick at it. Not any longer – out of practice I imagine. I doubt I will ever get back into peak mid-2000 TORC shape every again, though. That was such an extraordinary time, so much creativity…
    Still, I get get into peak mid-2020’s shape, can’t I – 😇😆

    Oct 7, 2021 at 3:20 am
    • elengil

      Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

      Not full, so much as I am just… careful of how much energy I expend (all kinds of energy). So some things that want to get done sometimes have to wait for things that need to get done.

      And the muse is still a bit groggy from that long semi-catatonic state so she’s being grumpy and wants 5 more minutes to sleep. I’m being gentle.

      But ah yes, those were definitely the days, and not just in a rose-colored nostalgia way but in they were truly amazing days, at least here on TORC. 😍

      Oct 7, 2021 at 8:09 am
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    @Bardhwyn , the mid 2000s were a buzz of awesome creativity on the boards for sure. I guess part of it was also because so many of us often wrote together, were used to writing together and were bringing the best out of each other. Because there was trust also. We knew each other’s characters but we also knew we could trust our charries into someone else’s hands. That’s one reason I enjoyed Journeying East or Redemption so much. I could tell how much trust, respect and cohesion there was in the cast (along with a very defined story arc, while allowing for individual growth).

    That makes a big difference. And I know that’s how I felt when I wrote with you all (even in 2013 when we started working on the ICC – Rescue Bardhwyn plot with Frelga, Kaya and yourself, potentially Guru).

    I also looked forward the unexpected development of my characters, those I hadn’t anticipated because – like in real life – their interactions with others influence who they become. I know I said it before but Eari’s arc – as I imagined it – entirely changed after she joined the Bards’ Guild and even more so after meeting a certain Rohirrim 😂😜 (@Herger looking at you). But in fairness, I never really wrote her IC on the boards, except within the Bard Guild Festivals set up. At first I didn’t have the fast internet connection or the guts; and then, it was a succession of false starts LOL; maybe she wasn’t meant for the spotlight.

    I would never have attempted writing a character like Diya before; she was and is still so far from who I am as a person. But thanks to that trust, the support, I got out of my comfort zone, forced myself to write new things. I still suck at writing male characters convincingly but eh 😂😂.

    So be kind to yourself: for one, you are a phenomenal writer, you pull me in your story faster than even Guy Gavriel Kay, you make me want to know more. For second, how long since you last wrote RP posts? We all get rusty. So I know you’ll find your groove. And I’m so excited to be a part of that. Because it’s a pleasure to write with you and also – being a bit of a fangirl there but with you, elengil under her many guises and SilverScribe it’s always been the case – an honour.

    Here I am, gushing. Anyway. To the 2020s peak ❤️😄

    And back to my cover letters and CVs (I did have a call from a previous manager who wants me to come and work with her. Keeping my fingers crossed.)

    Oct 7, 2021 at 6:12 am
  • Herger

    Petitioner to the Council : 4 posts

    Pfft, of course you’re looking at me. Everybody looks at me. *preens. Then ducks*

    Oct 7, 2021 at 7:50 am
    • Bardhwyn

      Shield Bearer : 219 posts


      Oct 7, 2021 at 10:07 am
  • earendil

    Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

    😜😜Insufferable! You haven’t changed a bit. 😂

    *throws a random ball at the horseboy’s head, even as he ducks to avoid it.*

    Oct 7, 2021 at 8:35 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Ya know, I think we are the only three people to post onto the boards in a wee while.. like days…

    There is a bit of an ECHO ECHo ECho Echo echo…..

    Oct 7, 2021 at 11:18 am
    • earendil

      Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

      Ah, we keep the lights on 😂😜. Has to count for something, right. Even though we’ve lost our original post counts (can’t quite get over the fact I lost my blue wheel of death: it took me a decade to get it LOL), who knows? 😜😜

      Oct 7, 2021 at 11:42 am
      • Bardhwyn

        Shield Bearer : 219 posts

        I noticed someone had put a screenshot up of their old Torc addy, with their join date and post count as a background image on their account landing page? Might be an idea?

        Oct 8, 2021 at 6:28 am
      • earendil

        Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

        I didn’t see to but yes that’s a good idea 😊

        Oct 8, 2021 at 10:39 am
  • Jaeniver

    Petitioner to the Council : 13 posts

    I must confess I can’t even remeber exactly when I joined. Wish I had saved a print screen or something from back in the day.

    Maybe it was 2006…2003? Pffff clueless 😛

    Oct 12, 2021 at 11:28 am
    • earendil

      Citizen of Imladris : 87 posts

      It was January 1 2003.

      And no, I’m not a stalker but the old boards are still accessible and I have a few threads bookmarked 😜, including an Award thread where somehow Jae managed to talk Eari into a dress 🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️

      Oct 12, 2021 at 9:02 pm
      • elengil

        Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

        Jan 1st is within tolerance for 2002. 😁

        Oct 13, 2021 at 10:53 am
  • elengil

    Citizen of Imladris : 94 posts

    Took a while to get it all together, but here is my “a brief overview of the last 19 years in the life of elengil”

    Bought my house in 2006.

    Lost my job in 2008.

    Worked random interim jobs.

    Sister got married in 2009.

    I wrote a book between 2008 and 2009 (unpublished, unedited, unfit for consumption, but dernit, I DID IT!)

    Worked what started as an okay job but ultimately turned toxic between 2009 and 2017. But now I know more about airline repair, Boeing part numbers, and metal finish specs than I ever truly wanted to know.

    Met my brother for the first time in 2010.

    Got together with my Sweetie in 2016.

    Got my almost dream job in 2017, and am very very very happily back in Architecture, and love this company.

    Began some rather extensive renovations of the exterior my house (including having the west wall almost entirely rebuilt due to water damage and rot), which will ultimately include replacing all the windows, replacing the siding, and adding new insulation. (My house was built in 1932. The insulation uncovered so far has consisted primarily 0f wood pulp and newspapers from 1953.

    I have adopted (or expanded) a number of hobbies, including calligraphy and illumination, heraldry, sewing, rock carving, painting (watercolor and acrylic), spinning and weaving, jewelry making, and general study of medieval life (across various cultures and times).

    I currently have 3 1/2 cats (2 indoor, 1 outdoor, and one who seems to stop by mostly for food and pets but then wanders off again.)

    My uncle still lives with me, but now so does Sweetie. That is not always a seamless integration, but we’re making it work.

    I’m writing a series of short stories inspired by/based on medieval period collections of stories and fairy tales (yes, they existed) which I hope to eventually create my own book (as in… do the calligraphy, illuminations, bindings, etc)

    I have been learning Swedish for the last 7 years or so, and started on Chinese just recently, thanks to Duolingo.

    I’ve learned the countries of the world and the provinces of China thanks to this website: https://online.seterra.com/en

    I love how many opportunities I’ve had to learn new things!

    I’m sure even after I post this I’ll remember things I’ve forgotten.

    It’s amazing just how much life has changed.

    Oct 13, 2021 at 12:27 pm
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Wow, Elegil – yes, lots of life changes and yet you are still this amazing, creative woman – if not more so!

    And yes, Jea is co opted into the 2002 class because time zones and because I say so and I’m the Tread Mistress. 🙂

    Hmm, what can I say for myself… I will think about it. 🙂

    Oct 15, 2021 at 11:55 am
  • Rholarowyn

    Petitioner to the Council : 15 posts

    The Shieldmaiden slowly entered the new thread. She had heard rumors the class of 2002 had a new home, and she was curious to check it out.



    The weary traveler slowly made her way to the large table in the middle of the room and maneuvered the heavy bag off her shoulder and released it onto the table with a dull thud. Slowly she began to pull out delicacies of bread, meats, fruits, and cheeses.
    When all was arranged, she pulled out her last treasure, an ancient bottle of mead, and placed it down in the center of the wooden table.

    A worn overstuffed chair off in the corner called out to her and she made her way over to it after removing the few weapons she still carried. Easing herself down, the chair embraced her as she dozed off to sleep…

    Dec 21, 2021 at 5:48 pm
  • Rholarowyn

    Petitioner to the Council : 15 posts

    I have removed the lower part of my post above and also slightly edited the scene. I realize now that it would have been better to address what I wrote here privately off the boards.

    Eari, would you please send me an email if you still have my address. I lost several contacts with an upgrade done early this year and yours was one of them. If you don’t have it, I would like to figure out a way to reconnect off the boards. 😀

    Dec 23, 2021 at 5:30 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    There is a reason we leave the porch light on. 😄

    Welcome, Rho. Hail and well met, weary traveller.

    She could smell cheese. Even in the deepest of sleeps, Bardhwyn of Dale had a nose for excellent cheese. She’d been romantically involved with a big wheel of cheese for several years, just to prove the point. In her small, sparsely furnished room at the top of the building, she stirred. Wensleydale, definitely. Gouda? Yes and Gruyere, which she’ll pass on. Never was a big fan. Some extra sharp mature cheddar as well. Her eyes flew open. Someone was here! She slowly rose from the bed, not bothering to put on her boots, and crept down the several flights of thickly carpeted steps to the main hall, where to her surprise, shock and delight, she saw Rholarowyn fast asleep in one of the large, overstuffed chairs next to the low-banked fireplace.

    “Well I’ll be a barrel riding dwarf,” she said. Now the dilemma; does she wake her or let her sleep. She looked like she needed the rest, for no doubt it had been a long journey back to Torc.

    Cheese. She’ll sample the cheese first and then decide…

    Dec 23, 2021 at 11:52 am
  • Rholarowyn

    Petitioner to the Council : 15 posts

    Bardhwyn, the Tom Boddet of the boards. 😀

    Thanks for the welcome!

    Sleep overcame her body while dreams, vivid and bold swept through her deep slumber. Scenes rolled in and out like gentle ocean waves shifting and changing until a memory scene flowed into view. A sword hit the floor; she did not feel it. When the healer entered the room, she did not know it. And when a request had been made of her, she did not hear it. All was as it should be…

    A light tap upon her face was soon incorporated into the dreamy mist still enveloping her.

    It was a touch, a gentle touch of one she cared deeply for…

    Slowly opening her eyes, her gaze was met by two of the deepest golden eyes she had ever seen. These eyes belonged to a rather large orange and white cat who continued to persistently tap his fury paw upon her chin.

    “Hello there…” she whispered, lifting her hand to affectionally scratch his head. He responded with an almost silent purr before quickly jumping off the chair and heading towards the kitchen.

    Rholarowyn eased her body up and looked around the room. The first sunrays of morning were peering through the windows and added just enough light for her to see the silhouette of a woman sitting at the table who appeared to be deep in thought.

    She rose and tightened her deep blue cloak around her. Quietly she made her way across the room until she reached an empty chair. When the woman from Dale’s gaze broke, the shieldmaiden looking down, smiled, pulled out an elegant, ancient, dagger from Dale, and placed it upon the table.

    “I was asked to give this to you.” Rholarowyn began. “He said you would know what it meant.”

    Sitting down, the woman from Gondor could not read the expression upon her friend’s face and so she glanced away to give her time…until she spotted the almost empty plate.

    “You really liked the Wensleydale!”

    Dec 26, 2021 at 3:34 pm
    • Bardhwyn

      Shield Bearer : 219 posts

      Hey Rho – well, I’m a tad rusty and it has been a few years, so, I gotta ask… is that just one HUGE gaping hook I can run with, or am I meant to actually remember something, cuz I can’t. ☺

      Dec 27, 2021 at 1:22 pm
      • Rholarowyn

        Petitioner to the Council : 15 posts

        I am also rusty and thought it would be fun just to play a little. There is no history behind the dagger other than what we discover here.

        Have fun running with the hook! 😀

        Also, Today I began to follow you, but I am not sure what that actually does here on the boards.

        Dec 27, 2021 at 2:16 pm
      • Bardhwyn

        Shield Bearer : 219 posts

        To be honest, I don’t think any of us know, exactly. ☺ I think it’s just a badge, like in Scouts, right up there with knot-tying.
        The Muse knew exactly what to do with that hook, even if I didn’t, and yes, she affirmed your intent 😉

        Dec 28, 2021 at 1:36 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Just a shout out to any lurking Class of ’02 members out there – take the plunge! Try to resurrect your accounts and come on in, say hello!

    If you have difficulty logging on, do what several of us have done: write Jonathan! He’ll help you.

    And don’t let us Arpiers put you off – I know there are a ton of you who were debaters and chatters – you are ALL welcome here. The fact you tolerate us Arpiers means you are true Torcers, to be sure.

    And speaking of some lite Arpy…

    * cracks knuckles * *stretches a bit*. Ok, let’s see what we can do with this, then.

    To Be Continued….

    Dec 28, 2021 at 1:49 am
  • Bardhwyn

    Shield Bearer : 219 posts

    Emergency Consultation

    The fluorescent tubes popped and flickered, finally clicking into full illumination just as The Writer settled into her seat at the head of her conference table – walnut wood today, she decided, and the surface rippled into being, its warm, deep brown tones bringing a smile. She stretched out, loving how blissfully comfortable the seats were here, it was like nestling into sunlight and fresh air; warm, refreshing and invigorating all at once. She spun around in her chair a few times, like a kid; it was obligatory. Two empty seats waited and she checked to see there was a pitcher of ale, Dorwinion red and sparkling water set on the sideboard, ready for her two guests – who were taking their time arriving, as usual. Not that she minded, she’d learned long ago to trust the process…

    The Writer took in the room and decided to redecorate, playing with its design and shape: the walls extended out and shrunk in until she was happy with the dimensions, the floor was carpeted, then tiled, until it was replaced with an ancient oaken floor, polished but well worn, as if ripped from a National Trust stately home. On the far wall opposite, a single wall-sized plate glass window looked out onto the Canal Grande, circa 1685, just because she could. It was just before dawn there, and the canal was quiet, with only a few gondolas skirting the dirty water, ferrying masked passengers home after a night of adultery. The dome of San Marco began to glow with the rising sun.

    She pulled herself out of Venice with an aching heart and returned to the matter at hand: her writing room. What to do with the walls?

    The walls suddenly transformed into interactive dry-wipe boards, with various stories depicted by scenes frozen as still photos at crucial points in their respective plots: a frozen kiss in one scene, characters in mid-battle in another, and on one wall a crowd of characters assembled, some fully formed, while others were still emerging from the expansive, limitless white-space that was the room’s ultimate backdrop.

    Some of the characters would be familiar to the readers of this piece, many others not (well, not yet anyway). The profiles of several co-writers were dotted about as well, their avatars a welcome addition to the mass of images surrounding her.

    On each wall there were trays of marker pens and hand erasers, a sprinkling of stools and café-style tables, readied for close creating and collaboration, and handwritten comments were scribbled over most of these frozen scenes, while others had real three-dimensional props hanging off hooks, waiting to be incorporated into the story. On the conference table in front of her, on a pool of royal-blue satin lay a new prop, an ancient dagger bearing the marks of Dale and the reason for this impromptu meeting. It was delivered by an old friend after returning from a long, and hitherto unknown, adventure: Rholarowyn of Gondor.

    “Here we are, darling,” her Muse purred as she entered the room, making straight for the sideboard and a bottle of sparkling water. Behind her Bardhwyn followed, in costume, stopping just at the door.

    “You’ve redecorated, again,” the Barding commented, sucking her teeth.

    The Writer grinned and nodded. “Because I can,” she said.

    “It’s ah… busy,” the Archer commented, “nice floor, though. Where’s that?” Bardhwyn asked, pointing at the window. “Looks like Dol Amroth, but not.”

    “That’s a city called Venice in a period of history we call ‘The Baroque’,” The Writer replied.

    Bardhwyn gave it a brief nod of acceptance, wondering if it smelled like Dol Amroth, too, and poured a cup of the red wine. She sniffed it and smiled. ‘Nothing but the best’, she noted, ‘Gods, I love my Writer, despite all the shit she throws at me.

    The Archer turned to take her seat and stopped, gasping slightly at the sight of the dagger. “Where did you get that?” she asked, her eyes wide.

    “That’s what I was hoping you could tell me, Bardy,” The Writer said. “Muse, do you mind, a bottle of water, please?”

    “Oh, sorry, darling, I should’ve asked.” The Muse glided to the sideboard, retrieving a bottle and opening it before dropping it down before her Writer, who thanked her. She gave her a light touch on the shoulder before settling back down. The Barding was sitting herself down as well, her eyes drinking in every detail of the sheathed knife.

    The Writer opened her notebook and picked up an ink pen – the Muse grinned; she was going old school today, pen and paper, quieter than a keyboard.

    “Ok, Bardy,” The Writer said, “tell me all about it.”

    “Well, I will but first, did I ever tell you I really like cheese?”

    Both the Writer and the Muse shook their heads ‘no’.

    “Yeah, I do. A lot.”

    On newTorc, two friends meet once again…

    Rholarowyn rose and tightened her deep blue cloak around her. Quietly she made her way across the room until she reached an empty chair. When the woman from Dale’s gaze broke, the shieldmaiden looking down, smiled, pulled out an elegant, ancient, dagger from Dale, and placed it upon the table.
    “I was asked to give this to you.” Rholarowyn began. “He said you would know what it meant.”
    Sitting down, the woman from Gondor could not read the expression upon her friend’s face and so she glanced away to give her time…until she spotted the almost empty plate.
    “You really liked the Wensleydale!”

    Bardhwyn held the dagger in her hands as if it were made of glass, speechless. She’d not seen it since her exile from Dale, ages ago. Her old friend spoke, dragging her back to the present moment.

    “What? The Wensleydale?” Bardhwyn smiled and nodded. “Yes, I did, very much, thank you. Apologies, however, I ate it all. Good cheese is difficult to find in newTorc at the moment, so I have to think this comes from off-board.” She gave Rho a knowing look. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell if you won’t.” She nodded at the dagger. “I’m speechless at this, and yes, I believe I do know what it means, but I’m equally speechless at seeing you! Come here! An embrace is long overdue!”

    The Archer stood from her seat and beckoned Rho do the same and the two friends greeted each other warmly. Bardhwyn was struck by how little the Gondorian had changed, yet change couldn’t be measured by outward appearances, ever.

    “Come, let’s both sit by the fire, and we’ll tell our stories,” Bardhwyn offered. “We’ll have tea brought up, for we still have the Dwarven staff, do you remember? They’ve done well looking after the place while we were off, otherwise occupied. Or would you rather have coffee? Just tell Dorn what you want, he’ll tell us if we have it or not. He’ll be abrupt about it, but he’ll be truthful.”

    Bardy yanked on a bell pull and motioned to the fire. “Come, we have all the time we need.”

    Dec 28, 2021 at 3:48 am
  • Rholarowyn

    Petitioner to the Council : 15 posts

    And with a slight lure of a hook, Bardy resurrects the BAP!

    Welcome back to TORC indeed!!! 🙂🙂🙂

    More to come soon…

    Dec 28, 2021 at 8:05 am
    • Bardhwyn

      Shield Bearer : 219 posts

      Eh, what can I say, old habits die hard. ☺

      Dec 28, 2021 at 9:37 am
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