Tempest's Bachelorette Party

Pull out your pack and head on down to the Prancing Pony for some great Role Playing (try to stay in character)!

Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sat Apr 28, 2001 6:21 am

Warning to any males who attempt to infiltrate: <i>all</i> my pets are on the loose, and many of them are hungry. Beware. <BR>Then again, if we like the look of you, we may force you to take of your shirt and give numerous massages.<BR><BR>Ladies: if you get tipsy and take a real fancy to your masseur, you’ll have to go somewhere private (i.e., off the MBs) for some real Mordoran debauchery. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sat Apr 28, 2001 6:22 am

„We haven’t got much time,“ SNW said to the man who was adjusting the machinery under the fountain. „Is it nearly ready?“<BR><BR>„A minute more...“ came his muffled voice.<BR><BR>Then, the machinery hummed to life, and the fountain began to gurgle. Soon, all the little jets were working. SNW took a glass and caught some of the liquid, then tasted it. „Perfect,“ she declared of the cold, very dry, expensive champagne.<BR><BR>A timid knock on the door barely sounded above the other noises in the hall, and she quickly checked her appearance in the looking glass near the heavy main door. Knowing the delicate sensibilities of most of the guests, she had assumed the fairest and sweetest of her guises. She wore a purple silk gown, was barefoot with toenails colored with Chanel’s # 18 <i>Rouge Noir</i> (English <i>Vamp</i>), and kept her dark red hair loose, as she usually did.<BR><BR>Opening the door, she discovered three terrified looking Elven ladies clutching each other’s hands and staring at her with wide eyes. „Welcome!“ she said with a laugh, reaching out with a delicate brush of enchantment to put them at ease. „And don’t be frightened. Tempest has not yet arrived. Come in and have some champagne.“<BR><BR>A very attractive young man came to take their cloaks, and the ladies began to relax. Once they had begun to sip glasses of champagne and nibble at the tasty hors d’oevres that had been set out, they seemed to be perfectly content.<BR><BR>Dark eyes twinkling with mischief and humor, SNW asked, „Who is ready for a massage?“<BR><BR>There was a chorus of „Me!“, so she led them to a changing room. Shortly afterwards, the three had chosen from among the masseurs and were happily chatting together and sipping their champagne from where they were stretched out on massage tables and wrapped in fluffy white bath towels. Often, they gazed in admiration at the handsome masseurs.<BR><BR>SNW grinned as she watched. She had rounded up some of her favorite attractive Elves and Men to be „masseurs“ this evening. The three elven ladies had chosen three different fellows: a proud knight of Rohan with his flaxen hair in many formal braids, a bright eyed Noldo with a ready grin, and a noble man of Gondor with the normal stern expression of his race. All three were stripped to the waist and the muscles rippled In their powerful arms as they rubbed the tension out of the ladies’ necks and shoulders.<BR><BR><i>A good beginning</i>, she was thinking, then there was another knock, and she went to answer it.<BR><BR>
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Postby meneltarma » Sat Apr 28, 2001 8:30 am

Meneltarma came in,dressed in black,with her long dark hair loose down her back.<i>Hi,SNW,is everything ready?</i>she asked.SNW nodded,and led her to a chair.the party would soon begin....
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Postby sandra » Sat Apr 28, 2001 8:55 am

Sandra was next to arrive. Dressed in a long, sheer black off the shoulders dress with a deep red rose motiff design over the left breast. Her long blonde hair gently brushed back.<BR><BR>"Hi, Ah only you two here? And I thought I was running late. SNW leads her over to the table where Melly was sitting. I'll have a brandy, please"
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Postby enchantress » Sat Apr 28, 2001 9:40 am

There was another knock at the door. SNW gracefully walked over to answer it. Enchantress stood in the doorway, smiling. <BR><BR>She was clad in a sky blue, strappless gown with a silver, leaf motif trim. The hue of her dress composed perfectly with her blue eyes. A silver shawl was wrapped around her shoulders. Her golden locks were pulled back in the front with a simple, silver, silk headband, realeasing a sea of curls to the back of her head. A short, celtic style silver necklace with a small solitaire diamond adorned her neck.<BR><BR>"Greetings Sauron's Nagging Wife! You look splendid my lady!" She exclaimed, admiring SNW's exqusite gown. "I see there are other Elven ladies around" She smiled as she looked around the room. Calmly, she walked over to the champagne fountain. She poured herself a glass, and followed SNW who kindly led her to the table where Meneltarma and Sandra were already sitting. Enchantress relaxed as she sipped the pleasantly light, bubbly liquid. With mischief in her eyes and a smile on her face she began eyeing the gentlemen who were present.
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Postby Hunter » Sat Apr 28, 2001 11:16 am

<BR>Seeing the door ajar, Naveen pushed it open and walked into the room. Dressed in form fitting black leather pants, a sleeveless matching vest and tall boots, she surveyed the room. Her long dark hair hung loose and the slightly damp curls shone in the candlelight. Not seeing many that see knew she caught the eye of SNW and approached her.<BR><BR><i>“ I may not be able to stay long, but I would not have missed this for all the hidden treasure in Middle Earth. I see the guest of honor has not appeared as yet, so I leave this in your care for now.”</i> And Naveen lay in her hands a tightly coiled whip bound with a ribbon of golden silk. <i>“It is newly made from the hide of a black dragon, the gold and jewels that adorn it taken from the treasure he hoarded. I am sure Tempest will find good use for it.”</i> <BR><BR>Leaving the hostess, she walked to the fountain, filled a crystal flute with champagne and stood watching the proceedings with a smile touching her lips.<BR>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sat Apr 28, 2001 11:59 am

As the elegant music of the waltz came to an end, SNW sent her partner, a tall and fair Elf who was a delightful dancer, to get her a glass of champagne. She went to join Meneltarma, Sandra, Enchantress, and Naveen. <BR><BR>“This is so civilized. Dancing barefoot with a man who doesn't step on one's toes. Truthfully, I didn’t even have to enchant these fine fellows, they <i>volunteered</i> to come.” She grinned and gazed around at all of them with laughter in your eyes. “Is anyone ready to take their clothes off?”<BR><BR>The other women blinked in surprise, wondering if this was some bizarre Mordoran custom.<BR><BR>“Because, if you wish, any of these attractive fellows will give you a very thorough massage. Choose your man and come on back and get a towel. You can bring your champagne.”<BR><BR>She accepted the glass of champagne from her partner, then walked over behind Melly, leaned down, and said quietly in her ear, "See anyone you like?"<BR>
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Postby enchantress » Sat Apr 28, 2001 12:16 pm

Delighted to hear why the scantily clad men were here, enchantress volunteered to go first. Following SNW, she vanished in the changeroom. A few minutes later, she reappeared, wrapped in a white, fluffy towel, a newly refilled champagne glass in her hand. <BR><BR>She walked over to the group of men, and smiling mischieviously at a tall, dark nobleman of Gondor, she motioned for him to follow. His eyes were warm and brown, and there was a definite air of nobility about him. He was strong and well built.<BR><BR>She walked over to where the massage tables stood, and noticed that there were three other Elven women blissfully relaxing as their handsome attendants massaged their backs, making all their cares melt away. <BR><BR>She stretched herself out on a table next to the other elven maidens, and closed her eyes. The Gondorian began to massage her back. His hands were warm and within seconds he skillfully removed all the tension from her tight muscles. Enchantress' face displayed an expression of sheer delight and relaxation.
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Postby RoseGamgee » Sat Apr 28, 2001 12:31 pm

*Rosie stands in doorway clad in brown worn down garmets*<BR><BR>Sorry, am I late? My dress is really raggidy, it is hard to make it by foot to Mordor without getting dirty and torn up!<BR><BR>Oh, well, you guys needed a hobbit to spice the party up! (hehe)
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Postby Tempest » Sat Apr 28, 2001 12:32 pm

There was a sharp knock at the door and Tempest entered the room without waiting for SNW to open it. She wore a shimmering dress of midnight blue, as if she had robbed the very vault of the heavens of the color. The thin straps were of silver that crossed several times on her back. For once her golden hair was tied up, though several ringlets hung delicately against her face and neck. <BR><BR>She smiled broadly as she gazed around the room and nodded her head in satisfaction. <i>"Now this is exactly what I had hoped for,"</i> she winked at SNW. <i>"I see that massaging is already taking place. Are there any handsome men of Rohan left for me? You know I have a weakness for them..."</i> <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sat Apr 28, 2001 12:42 pm

[OOC -- Holy Mackerel, Enchantress, is it me or is it getting warm in here?]<BR><BR>Laughing, SNW handed her a glass of champagne. "Of course, there must be a dozen, all of them with their beards trimmed and their hair braided. I think only one is busy now. By the way, Naveen left a fancy looking present for you. It's on the table over there."<BR><BR>She went over and had to crouch down to speak to Rose. "I must say that I am glad we have a representitive from the Shire here. Unfortunately, we don't have any hobbit masseurs, but you're free to choose whomever you fancy."
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Postby Tempest » Sat Apr 28, 2001 12:56 pm

Tempest sips that glass of champagne as she walks over to examine Naveen's gift. <i>"Dragon hide!"</i> she says in delight. <i>"Where in Middle Earth did she find this?"</i> She becomes distracted as she sees sandra. <i>"Well, well, well. Glad to see you here! For once it's nice not to be quarreling with you!"</i> <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Hunter » Sat Apr 28, 2001 1:29 pm

Naveen watched as choices were starting to be made. Refilling her glass she walked to where Tempest and SNW stood talking. Tempest greeted her, but was distracted by the arrival of Sandra. Pulling SNW to one side she asked. <i>“Is there not a private room that may be used?”</i><BR><BR>SNW soft laughter floated in the air and she told her, <i>“Why of course! Down the hallway there are many rooms to choose from.”</i><BR><BR>Smiling her thanks, Naveen walked partway across the room, then stopped. Standing and eyeing carefully the assembled men before her, she pointed at one, then crooked her finger. He was tall and lean, and his dark eyes flashed with surprise at her choice. Leading the way, Naveen turned and winked at SNW before entering the hallway. <i>“I don’t think you will see me for awhile.”</i><BR>
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Postby River_Daughter » Sat Apr 28, 2001 2:21 pm

River Daughter steps through the door and hands SNW a letter from her parents saying she may attend. She is wearing riding clothes and looks quite simple next to the soon-to-be bride.<BR>"Greetings everyone! Hope I'm not late. Let's get this party started!! Oh, and I brought my lead pipe along in case any males try to intrude uninvited."
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Postby enchantress » Sat Apr 28, 2001 3:19 pm

[OOC - LOL, SNW, Me? Me? *innocent sheepish smile on enchantress' face* He he he <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-devil.gif"border=0> Oh my gosh, Hunter, it is getting hot in here <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-shocked.gif"border=0> <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-shocked.gif"border=0> !!!!!!! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>]<BR><BR>The many voices within the room made enchantress snap out of her blissful trance. She looked up, noticing SNW talking to the newly arrived guest of honour. Tempest was finally here!!! "Greetings my Lady!" She exclaimed. Tempest gave her an acknowledging nod. <BR><BR>Enchantress looked around. She noticed Naveen converse with SNW and walk down a hall. Naveen crooked her finger, and motioned for one of the handsome men to follow. Enchantress smiled. She looked up at her masseur who was still dilligently at work - he was certainly good with his hands. She felt as if she was floating on a cloud. He caught her eye as she looked up, and smiled at her. The champagne was by now beginning to go to Enchantress' head, and Naveen was giving her ideas....
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Postby RoseGamgee » Sat Apr 28, 2001 5:36 pm

Oy, I guess I can make it in these rags. It is quite embarrasing to walk around in them though <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Tempest » Sat Apr 28, 2001 8:17 pm

Rosie, I'm sure that SNW can find you something better to wear. <BR><BR>What I really feel like doing is dancing? Now, which of you handsome men wants to dance with me? <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>
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Postby Aerin » Sat Apr 28, 2001 9:31 pm

<i>Another knock sounded at the door. SNW opened it and in stepped Aerin. She wore a pale purple silk dress, slit up one side. Her black hair was down, with scattered small braids entwined with amethysts. Her cloak was of deep purple, and she bore a wrapped package in her hands. Smiling, she walked up to Tempest and handed her the package.</i> "I thought you might enjoy this. I made it myself." <i>The bride-to-be unwrapped the package to reveal a large black Elven comforter.</i><BR><BR>"Well, Aerin, glad you could come, and thank you! Look around, make yourself comfortable, enjoy a massage..."<BR><BR><i>Aerin took a glass of champagne and headed for the changing room. She emerged a minute later, wrapped in a big white towel. She studied the men standing together. Her eye was caught by a fair, tall Elf. With a smile both shy and mischievious, she beckoned to him, then walked over to a massage table. She settled herself, and her masseuse began massaging her back and shoulders. She sighed in contentment, the stresses of the past few months fading away.</i>
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Postby Freahelm » Sat Apr 28, 2001 10:15 pm

Freagrim stood with the other men, his eyes roving over the gathering numbers of maidens. His freshly washed face showed no expression behind the neatly trimmed beard, but his eyes glittered brightly. He was barefoot and barechested, his breeches only extending to slightly below the knees. He did not take part in the low murmurings between the men, nor the raised eyebrows and quiet words of admiration at the entrance of each lady. <BR><BR>When Tempest requested a partner to dance every man presented leaped forward to present himself, Freagrim among them. She smiled and began to look over each man in turn. When she reached Freagrim he bowed and said, <i>"Though I am hired on as a masseuse, my dancing skills are by no means diminished. I should regard it as an honor, my lady."</i><BR><BR>He offered his arm.
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Postby Idril » Sat Apr 28, 2001 10:26 pm

Idril arrived and and knocked on the door. She straightened her cape of black velvet, lined with dark purple. SNW answered the door and admited her to the festivities. She checked her cape with the assistant at the closet revealing her beautiful gown. She looked stunning in her black gown of silk accented with lavendar which was overlaid with black lace. Her dress was off the shoulders and she wore a beautiful amethest and onyz necklace. Her dressed moved wonderfully with her as she moved to the fountain for a glass of the champagne and then she walked back over to where Tempest was still waiting for a dance partner.<BR><BR><i>"Well Congratulations Tempest</i> ... and with that she pulled out from behind her back, a small box and handed it to Tempest. As Tempest ripped open the package it revealed an intricately carved key <i>"That is for those nights you wish not to be disturbed! And it is a key that goes to another much larger gift that will be delivered to your castle on the morrow. That gift is from both Snowdog and I. It is a magical key of sorts and will only do its masters bidding."</i> <BR><BR>And with that Idril bows her head gracefully, her floor length curls of golden brown coming around her. But she had pinned her hair back to prevent her 'secret' from being exposed here.<BR><BR><i>"I sure could use a massage! Hmmmmm my goodness there sure are alot of good looking masseur's here. I will go change but first more champane."</i> As she walks by the fountain again and then head for a changing room. She quickly changes and then lays carefully down on a table where an strong elf comes up and starts to massage her tension of the past few days away.
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Postby enchantress » Sat Apr 28, 2001 10:36 pm

Enchantress was observing the scene, yet slowly, everything began to sway a little "This is glass number..." she thought to herself as another glass of champagne was handed to her by one of the men. She could not remember which glass it was, but she knew she had quite a lot already. She noticed Aerin enter the room and marvelled at the beauty of her purple, silk gown. She then saw Tempest walking to the dancefloor with a handsome man of Rohan whom she hasn't noticed before. <BR><BR>She smiled, sat up, and looked at her attendant who took two steps back, surprised by her sudden movement. Following enchantress' gaze and seeing Tempest on the dance floor, the Gondorian bowed to enchantress and asked: "Would the Lady fancy a dance? I would be honoured to oblige. I shall wait while the Lady dons her gown once again." Enchantress looked at him, surprised. She cocked her head, clearly considering his suggestion. She knew she could not dance in the state she was currently in. Her balance might be just a bit off. <BR><BR>She looked at the dark knight, with a mischievious grin. In an alluring voice she whispered "No, a DANCE is not what the Lady would fancy...but..." She rose to her feet, with a slight jerk. The man instantly offered her his arm, but she managed to hold her balance. She slowly walked down the hallway that Naveen dissapeared in a couple hours ago. She beckoned to the Gondorian, and he followed...<BR><BR>SNW turned around in time to barely catch a glimpse of Enchantress and the man dissapearing in the long corridor. She smiled in disbelief.
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Postby Hunter » Sun Apr 29, 2001 1:29 am

<BR>Soft music filled the air and the swirling colors lit by the soft lights added an enchanted feeling to the room. Soft laughter and shy nods were exchanged between some of those in attendance, while there were others whose eyes sparkled with unspoken desires.<BR><BR>The faint sound of a door opening and closing had gone unnoticed and the light clicking sound of heels across the cool marble floor was heard by but a few. Walking calmly to the fountain, a hand reached out holding a fluted glass to catch the golden flow from the fountain. Bringing the glass to dampened lips, they parted, bubbles raising to tickle to the creamy skin surrounding them as the liquid flowed gently past. Again the glass was filled and another also, both held gently and carried away, the light clicking sound retreating down the dimly lit hall. The door opened once again but before closing a soft throaty laugh was heard. <BR>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sun Apr 29, 2001 1:59 am

[OOC – Freahelm, glad you could come, and that my “pets” didn’t get you…. - Enchantress, Hunter... Wow!! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-shocked.gif"border=0> Welcome to Mordor!! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0><img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-devil.gif"border=0>]<BR><BR>“Welcome to my world…” SNW sang as she moved about the party, trying to seem like a good hostess and enjoying seeing the others enjoying themselves.<BR><BR>After checking that her pets had not been disturbed by crashers, she returned to the party and laughed. Several of the younger ladies were up on one of the tables doing a high kicking can-can. Some of them had taken off their shoes and had let down their hair.<BR><BR>Rose Gamgee, looked just adorable in one of her own richly embroidered blue gowns. The spell to tailor it to the hobbit lady’s much smaller physique had been an easy one, and everyone had watched in fascination, then applauded afterward.<BR><BR>Taking a fresh glass of the cold champagne, she went to check how things were going with the massages. <i>The sighs and moans of pleasure make it seem like a bordello!</i> she thought with a laugh. She dared not go down the hall for fear of laughing too loudly and disturbing someone.<BR><BR>Back in the main room, the girls were now doing the Macarena on the tabletop along with several of the younger Elves and Men. SNW made her way over to the other side of the hall where she perceived one of the young elf ladies kissing a lad of Gondor in a shadowy alcove. After speaking some words quietly in her ear, the hostess grinned as the red-faced young lady led her beau off by the hand to one of the private rooms.<BR><BR>Turning back as a very slow, romantic song began, she saw Freagrim leading Tempest to the floor. SNW bit her lower lip to keep from laughing as the bride-to-be put her arms around the handsome knight of Rohan’s neck and leaned against his strong chest. For a moment, his hands rested lightly on her hips, then he wrapped his arms around the beautiful lady and they began to sway together.<BR><BR>SNW made gesture towards the blazing candles in the chandelier, and the lights dimmed romantically. She looked around and located one of her favorites sitting nearby: a tall, powerfully built Noldo with his dark hair cut short. She went over and sat down on his knee, and his arm slipped around her waist. “A great success,” she sighed, kissing his temple. “I wonder if anyone will change alliances to Mordor and become one of my ladies now that they see how we live here.”<BR><BR>Then, she sat back and watched the dancers on the shadowy floor.<BR>
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Postby RavenTinuviel » Sun Apr 29, 2001 3:43 am

Arriving somewhat late, a dark-skinned lady arrived upon her black horse as she tried not to fall off. It had been a long ride from Rhuadur where she heard a young Hobbit lass talk of a party in the east she was going to attend. But Raven liked to see new places and so she ended up on a miles long pub-crawl and was somewhat innebreated when arriving. The last bar she stopped at a couple miles down the road had a decent place to clean up and so Raven took the time to clean up and dress up, but also to have a couple more drinks too. She did however finally arrive at the party.<BR><BR>The door opened rather abruptly and in stepped Raven with her black hair held up in a bun. She wore a long dark maroon satin gown that swept the floor about her feet and black high-heel stilleto shoes. The sleeves were long but the nevkline plunged low, and a thin mithril chain humg about her neck with a mithril ring upon it. As the door closed and she stood there for a moment swaying slightly, she saw Sauron's Nagging Wife walk over with a smile.<BR><BR><i>"Greetings! As you see, the fun has begun and will most assuredly get wilder in fine Mordor fashion as the night progresses! Come, Drink, dance, and well... there are still some mighty fine masseurs left as well!"</i><BR><BR>Raven smiled and walked, though not really in a straight line toward the fountain and she took a glass and filled it from the fountain. Raven asked Sauron's Nagging Wife,<BR><BR><i>"Uh... do you have anything any stronger? If not this will have to do. Nice bash you put on my dear!"</i><BR><BR>Raven with her glass stepped over to the gift table and put a small box upon it as she smiled,<BR><BR><i>I am sure the fair Lady Tempest will enjoy this come weding night....at least Nazgul will anyway."</i><BR><BR>She said to nobody in particular. Tempest was dancing away and so Raven thought a dance would be in order. She stepped over to the few remaining hunks and as she came by, she stepped wrong and fell into a quite tall and well-muscled, man of Arnor named Aerolong. His Dark-brown hair fell about his shoulders and his robe was open to reveal his sexy build. He reached out and caught Raven before she hit the floor, and as he held her, she kicked off the shoes before they killed her. So she was there now standing with this 7 foot tall man with her 5 foot rather petite frame, and as she looked up into his eyes, he looked down ad smiled as his large hand took her tiny one in his and they spun out upon the dance floor. Raven could not keep a step but it did not matter for Aerolong lifted her and with his strong hands holding her close, she had to worry not about falling. She winked at Rose as the passed and gave a nod to tempest and Idril and Saundra as he wisked her about the floor. Raven knew this would be a looooong night.....
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Postby Aerin » Sun Apr 29, 2001 8:53 am

<i>Aerin raised her head in surprise as Enchantress led her man off to one of the private rooms. She shook her head, then lowered it again, laughing as she saw several people doing the Macarena. Later on, she thought, I just might go dancing!</i>
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Postby Finrod_the_Faithful » Sun Apr 29, 2001 10:48 am

There is the sound of a ruckus outside the main door. Leaving the o-so-attractive lap of her current Elven piece, SNW hurries to open it and bursts out laughing. Someone in the room screams. There stand the brethren, Elladan and Elrohir, twin sons of Elrond. One is completely enveloped by a monstrous boa constrictor which is ever-tightening. The other is frantically trying to pull it off.<BR><BR>“What are you two idiots doing here?!” she asks in annoyance.<BR><BR>“Lady, pleease!”<BR><BR>She rolls her eyes. “It’s all right, Precious. You may go back to your handler and he shall give you an orc.”<BR><BR>Slowly, the big snake slithers off the Elf and disappears down the hall. SNW stands with her hands on her hips looking at them for an explanation.<BR><BR>“We knew your husband wouldn’t be here,” Elladan begins.<BR><BR>“No, but he’s down in the dungeon playing with his model Orcish armies, drinking Red Eye beer, and celebrating the fact that I told him that he doesn’t have to go with me to the wedding. You can go down and see him if you want.”<BR><BR>They both shake their heads. “<i>We</i> shall escort you, then, lady,” says Elrohir.<BR><BR>She sighs in exasperation, tapping one unshod foot. “Very well,” she says, for they are ever irresistible to her. “But we have a dress code here.”<BR><BR>As she turns and strides away, they grin at each other and begin to unfasten their tunics.<BR>[ooc, forgive me, I couldn’t resist! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>)<BR>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sun Apr 29, 2001 10:57 am

[OOC - Finrod, you bad boy! <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-devil.gif"border=0> Should have let the snakes and wolves finish you off... I invited Freahelm here because he’s 1.) a sweetheart, 2.) a trustworthy gentleman, and 3.) a chivalrous knight. You wouldn’t know, but Precious won’t eat orcs! And once and for all, the only thing in Middle-earth that is irresitible to SNW is Sauron!!!!! But, I have to say, I laughed so hard that I got the hiccoughs. <img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>]<BR><BR>Knowing that the twin Elven Lords were not champagne drinkers, SNW poured them their regular -- shots of tequilla. Then she turned to beckon to them but laughed instead.<BR><BR>The assembled ladies were staring because they could see that the brothers, now stripped to the waist, were very hairy men. Thick black hair covered their chests, shoulders and backs. Oblivious to the stares, they took their shot glasses, lemon, and salt, and they joined SNW in the drink. <BR><BR>“That’s enough,” said SNW, taking away their glasses and then grasping them each by the elbow. “It’s time to put you to work, I have not had a massage yet, and I shall need you both: one to rub my shoulders, the other to rub my feet.” <BR><BR>They followed her over to an empty massage table, then waited as she went into the changing room. She returned a short time later and climbed up onto the table. Then she flipped her hair to one side and rested her cheek on the table. “Okay, I am ready.”<BR><BR>
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Postby enchantress » Sun Apr 29, 2001 11:05 am

Enchantress locked the door and looked at the Gondorian. Smiling, she moved closer to him and put her arms around his neck. He smiled back, revealing a row of brilliantly white teeth that contrasted perfectly with his tanned skin. He wrapped his powerful arms around her hips. They looked at each other. <BR><BR>Moving closer, and closing her eyes, Enchantress found his lips. After a few minutes, she pulled back, and looked into the Gondorian's eyes again, smiling. She leaned in again, but the man hesitated. He was taken in by her beauty, but his noble heart reminded him that he did not even know the Lady's name, nor she his, and that she did have quite a lot of alcohol. Enchantress sensed his reluctance and was slightly angered by it. <BR><BR>She could certainly use one of her enchantments to relax the dark knight. Just as she was about to make use of her magical power, the part of her mind which gave rise to it brought her reason to the fore. Her anger melted away, and she was overcome by embarassment. <BR><BR>Using her magic, she could easily make herself resistant to the effects of alcohol, yet sometimes she liked to just let go and experience the abandon and frenzy that came with enjoying too much of the drink. Tonight, she wanted to let go and have fun. It has been long since she truly relaxed, letting all her cares melt away. This would be the perfect ending to a wild night, but enchantress realized that it just wasn't her. How could she attain bliss when her heart was not truly in it? For Elves, love is much deeper then it is for humans....this could not bring her true fulfillment. Her heart lay elsewhere...<BR><BR>She looked at the Gondorian and laughed. She walked away and sat on the bed. Softly, she spoke: "I am so sorry. Thank you for being so noble as to awaken my reason." She looked at the man and he smiled, her eyes were filled with gratefulness. He walked over to the bed and sat beside her. "My name is Amergin, and yours?" He extended his hand to her in a gesture of greeting. She shook his hand and they both laughed heartily. She told him her name, and the two began to talk. Amergin told Enchantress of the battles he fought, of his past, and she in return told him about her origins, her magic, her life in Lorien. Hours passed and the two were still conversing. They soon noticed that it must be nearly dawning. Hearing laughter and quiet groans in the adjacent room subside, Enchantress laughed, knowing that Naveen will soon return to the main room. She too thought it was time to return to the others. <BR><BR>She unlocked the door, and kissing the noble Gondorian on the cheek, she thanked him once again. "The pleasure is all mine, my Lady" He responded as he held the door open for her. She smiled and made her way over to the changeroom. In a few minutes she reemerged, once again in her splendid attire, and entered the main room. As she walked in, many of the ladies were smiling mischieviously and winking at her. She ignored their stares, walked over to one of the tables and observed all the action.
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Postby Finrod_the_Faithful » Sun Apr 29, 2001 11:17 am

Not believing their luck, the brethren apply the warm scented oil to their hands and begin to rub the soft skin of the magnificent Lady of Mordor. Elladan is massaging her back and shoulders, Elrohir eases the ache in her feet.<BR><BR>“Hey!” she calls to the rest of the room. “Am I the only married woman here?”<BR><BR>“No, there’s RoseGamgee,” someone answerse.<BR><BR>“So, lady,” begins Elladan. “Shall you allow us to escort you to the wedding?”<BR><BR>She laughs. “Only if you dress in such a way that your garments match mine. As the Matron of Honor, I cannot appear with elves who clash with me.”<BR><BR>“We shall, lady.”<BR><BR>“We shall see. You come here before the wedding, and I shall inspect your appearances. Then, I shall decide.”<BR><BR>They share a look. “Will your husband be here then? To see you off?”<BR><BR>
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Postby Sauron's_Nagging_Wife » Sun Apr 29, 2001 11:58 am

“No, no, he’ll be playing “<i>Middle-earth Risk</i> with some of his cronies. Don’t worry, he would probably thank you for assuming the responsibility of escorting me. He is very relieved not to have to go.”<BR><BR>One of the other men brought them some more tequila for the elves and champagne for SNW. Then, the twins concentrated very diligently on their work.<BR><BR>After a half an hour, she asked them to stop, then got up and tossed her green dressing gown on over her towel. She went into the main room to see what was happening. Practically everyone was paired off in the soft light, and the romantic music and scented candles completed the mood. She saw Tempest and Freagrim still clasped in each other’s arms, gazing into each other’s eyes, and dancing sensuously. Raven was being held firmly in Aerolong's strong arms. Enchantress... although she looked content, she didn't look satisfied. <i>Poor lass! Such a tiresome thing, morality that goes against one's nature.</i><BR><BR>SNW called over one of her trusted servants. “Keep an eye on things. I am not to be disturbed except in an emergency.”<BR><BR>“Yes, of course, my lady.”<BR><BR>Upon returning to the twins, who had washed the oil off their hands, she smiled and gazed intensely at each of them in turn. “Okay. Let’s go, you two.” She headed off down the hallway to the private rooms.<BR><BR>The two Elf Lords looked at each other in shock. “<i>Both</i> of us, my lady?” asked one of them (She could never tell them apart).<BR><BR>“As I said,” she answered without slowing down or turning back. After sharing another look, they hurried after her.
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