Bibliomania: An RP (members of the Bibliomaniac Army only)

[glorified oblivion]

~Creel~

Creel stood up, rubbing her head, which she had hit on a wall. "Ow. Where am I?" she wondered out loud, looking around. She appeared to be in an alley. She frowned, her brow puckering in concentration. The last thing she remembered was getting on Shardas's back, ready to go to the dragon king's island home with Luka, her husband. The next thing she knew, she was here, a strange place that she knew nothing about. She even considered this to be a dream, but the throbbing in her head proved otherwise. She began to brainstorm a list of possible places she could be: it was obviously not Feravel. Roulain? Moralien? Citatie? She doubted it was Moralien; it was too warm for it. And Roulain and Citatie wouldn't be very welcoming to her. It was all very confusing.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Yeah, no problem ^^ The same thing happens to me all the time.]

[The Blåbär vindur৩]

Legolas was singing, a song about the warning about Boromirs death. He sighed, still remembering when the urk-hai had stormed them, killing the brave, but foolish human in their Fellowship.

"...If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore,
Thy heart shall rest in the forest no more...
In gwidh ristennin,
I fae narchannen
I Lach Anor ed ardhon gwannen...
Tinúviel elvanui
Elleth alfirin edhelhael
O hon ring finnil fuinui
A renc gelebrin thiliol... "

Legolas looked up slowly, putting a hand on his elven bow, spotting another one. He stood up and watched her. "Who are you?" He asked.

((LOL I was bored so I mixed up some elven sings xD))

[glorified oblivion]

~Creel~

Creel's hand itched to reach down and pull her hunting knife from her boot, but she knew that in these situations she would have to appear nonthreatening. "First off, where am I?" she asked, narrowing her blue eyes. She learned to not trust strange people over this years, and this was certainly no exception.

[glorified oblivion]

{Sorry for the double post, but bump.}

[The Blåbär vindur৩]

Legolas looked at her, holding his elven bow with his pale hand. "Mae govannen.I don't know. Who are you?" He asked.

[glorified oblivion]

"Creelisel. Most people call me Creel." She said, looking around. "How did I get here? It can't be the Far Isles, way too shabby for that. I bet Shardas would know if he was here."

[The Blåbär vindur৩]

Legolas muttered something in elvish and looked down at her. "I..suppose you where read out.Your a book character. Your where read out by someone with the talent to.. read people out of books. At least I think so, I have no clue:" he said, and blinked.

[glorified oblivion]

Creel looked at him and blinked once. "Read out?" she repeated, puzzled. Her eyes hardened and she pulled her hunting knife from her boot, pointing it straight at Legolas's heart. "I don't believe you." she said harshly. "Tell me the truth." She didn't like to hurt people, but she would if she had to.

[kimmy1479]

"The truth? The truth is you are a book character, as are us all. Find a way to deal with it, or internally combust. Either way is fine with me." Dustfinger said simply. "Trust me, this is one of several times I've been read out, much to my own dismay."