The Ever-lasting Party., LOTR RPG

[Isilfea]

After walknig through the Halls of Saralisse, You enter a room that has one lone elven maiden sitting in a corner. The room is big, like a ball-room, with oaken walls and a pine floor. The inricate carving on the walls depicts different flowers and trees. There is a long table set up along one wall, and it is covered in food. You look around, wondering what this is for. The elven maiden walks up to you and says"Mae Tollen, Mellon nin. (Welcome, my friend) This is the Ever-Lasting Party room. I am chained to it, and I am your host. I would be careful about eating anything, it has been said that if you eat one bit, this room will never let you leave."
After saying so, she smiles sweetly and hands you a menu.


|~~|Menu|~~|

~:Salads:~

Ceasar

Chicken Ceasear

Italian

~:Entrees:~

Roasted Chicken
A chicken covered in lemon sauce and roasted to perfection.

Pasta
Noodles in your choice of alfredo or marinera sauce.

Pork and Apple Casserole
Lightly breaded pork on top of cinammon covered apples.

~:Desserts:~

Chocolate Lover's Delight
A rich chocolate cake with dark chocolate frosting and chocolate chips baked in.

Criss-Cross Pie
Apple, Cherry or Huckleberry pie with the famous lattice crust.

New York Cheese CAke
Rich and Creamy, it's the PERFECT dessert.

Ice Cream
Your choice of:
Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, Roacky Road, Chunky Monkey, Phish Food, Bubblegum, Cherry Garcia, Neopolitian, Orange Sherbet, Chocolate Chip Mint, and Peppermint.

~:Drinks:~

All sodas are available.

Lemonade

Strawberry Lemonade

Kiwi Lemonade

Hot Chocolate

Milk

Chocolate Milk

Coffee

|~~|End of Menu|~~|


|~~|To Join|~~|
Please, RP around my story line above^. Just have yourself walk in, and talk to me and the others who will hopefully be here. Oh, and feel free to bring some food as well! I'll edit the menu to update what we have. If you bring a drink, it HAS to be NON-Alcholic! No canon characters. THat means NO Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Arwen.. You have to make up a character! If you need help with an elvish name, PM me.

This post has been edited by Vaire on Apr 20 2004, 12:34 PM

[Mithmir]

*After the host had told her the odd things about this room, Mithmir lookedat the menu. There were many tasty things on it, but something was missing... But what she could not tell... Oh well, 'It'll hit me soon enough' she thought. She turned to the host, saying* "Hennaid, hiril nín. Man i eneth lín? Mithmir i eneth nín. (Thanks, milady. What is your name? My name is Mithmir.)"*Then it hit her! 'Chimicheesecakes! Of course!' she thought, excitedly.* "I've noticed your arrangment of foods, and I was wondering if I might add a little something to it? They are called Chimicheesecakes, and are very good. "Tis a pastry filled with cheescake, and is very tasty. Here, have a bite." *She said, a bit too excited*

[Vaire]

*Vairë listned to the counsel of the elven maid. After she had said these strange things another elven maid spoke. "Vairë i eneth nín, after the Vala. Mithmîr, that is a pretty name. It means Grey Jewel, correct?" Vairë said. Then, listning to Mithmîr talk about Chimicheesecakes, she thought hard about what she could bring. 'Hmmmm... Maybye Limeade? No, that stuff is disgusting. Oh, I know!' Turning to the first elve maid, who had yet to speak her name, she says "May I add this delightful Italian Salad to your array of foods?"

[Isilfea]

"Isilfëa i eneth nín, and you may add your selections. They are both delicious." *She said, smiling at Mithmir excitement and Vairë's seriousness. "Do talk, and have fun. Perhaps you two will be the key...." Isil said, trailing off.

[Mithmir]

"Hennaid, hiril nín. The key to what?" *She said, wondering what Isilfëa was talking about.* "Yes, My name does mean Grey Jewel. It was given to me by Belegbrith, a good friend of mine. I don't know where he is now." *Mithmîr decided to place the Chimicheesecakes on the table.*

[Vaire]

Vaire wondered why Mithmir didn't know where Belegbrith was, but decided not to dig. She walked closer to the table, adding her Italian Salad to the array. She turned to Isilfea and said "I heard you say, 'I am chained to this room', did I not? You msut excuse me if I am being naive, but I do not see any chains."

[Isilfea]

"Ah, yes. The chains are not your conventional metal chains. They are...magical chains." Isilfea sighed in a sort of depressing way. She glanced at the large, decorative clock on the wall. It seemed not to tell time in a conventional way, but it was obviously important. She shuddered as one of the hands slid closer to what seemed to be the end. " I know not how to explain it in the few word I am allowed."