It has been too quiet around here for this one to handle. As such, I would like to formally welcome all of the new friends of their varying races who have joined recently.

Well met, Sir Ironfist! Thank you for the welcome!

Berek has see this one around, and he wonders at your race (OOC: as in what is your preferred species for RP), no? Your visage is strange, as is your name.

KNJRA is a bard ... not to be trusted LOL ... You know that bards can tell a lot of stories, some of them are true, some of them are not ... LOL

I am no lying Bard my friend, infact, I am an Elder with many a tale to tell, none of which are false...I am Sorcerer, my name KNJRA is simply "Conjurer" spelled in it's own magical way... I travel my path alone, yet I am always in the company of others, followers... in the shadows... I have found my home here, I sleep in the tall tree in the gardens of Rivendell, it's the tallest tree of oaken wood, with the piles of leaves on the crested branch, where I hang my staff, and my Gandalf Beard...

*Chortles merrily at Quest's joke* This one thinks you are very funny, Quest. This one thinks you are right though. The last Bard I met was defiantly lying, because he said he could kill a Werewolf, and then one of the companions I know came up and killed him in a fist fight!

A sorcerer of the Conjuration school? Berek is impressed! This one has little time for summoning magic, for he is more used to killing dragons and the like with his bare hands and Voice!

hehe ... so you got the tallest tree in Rivendell , I gues I have to find myself a smallest tree nearby ...

AH! I know the Companions well, I have used their Sky Forge often. Yes indeed the School of Conjuration, I have yet to Master my skills, but I also dabble in Illusion, Alteration, Destruction and a little Alchemy for when I run out of Mead! Ah yes, Dragon Slaying is a former interest of mine, I would enjoy hearing your tales Sir Ironfist! I have a vast interest is slaying certain Beasts, the occasional Giant is a challenge I regularly pursue. Lol, Quest, there are some bushes just down the path, uninhabited, mind the thorns though, they can wake you in the cold of night stuck in an unfriendly place... Heh! But awesome! Would be fun having a roomie... in, in the garden!

If you encouter a singing bushes in the garden, it might be me staying for shelter

Of course, my Bardic friend. Maybe you will come and join this one in 'The Bard's Ale Tavern', perhaps? Yes, This one and his Elven counterpart would like this very much! A singing bush? What witchery is this that this one is hearing. Quest what have you done?

Lol! That's a good one! If you see a drunk bearded wizard dancing past, don't stop singing!

Posted by Berek_IronfistOf course, my Bardic friend. Maybe you will come and join this one in 'The Bard's Ale Tavern', perhaps? Yes, This one and his Elven counterpart would like this very much!A singing bush? What witchery is this that this one is hearing. Quest what have you done?

Ah, indeed my friend, indeed! The Bards Ale Tavern you say, sounds like my kind of place!

Well ... I think is good idea to stay in the Rivendell garden for a while and I will stay behind a bush to rest for some time. Normally when I am tired and try to rest I start singing, so I am the singing bush from Rivendell garden

Updated 25 May 2015 (23:04)

Yes, this one finds it a good place to rest, though there appears to be a demonic incursion at the time. As my counterpart, Wolf-blood, says, 'The more the merrier!'. This one is inclined to agree with Berek, after many nights swilling skooma with him.

Sending a telepathic message to the Quest and the Ironfist... "I'm in the Tavern, but for a short time, darkness signifies it is almost time for one to rest on the branch of the tallest tree in the garden. As well you know." Say... That bush, it's singing!

Updated 25 May 2015 (23:26)

Posted by Berek_IronfistYes, this one finds it a good place to rest, though there appears to be a demonic incursion at the time. As my counterpart, Wolf-blood, says, 'The more the merrier!'. This one is inclined to agree with Berek, after many nights swilling skooma with him.

Oh the good old days... Skooma you say, well that brings back a few fine memories! Waking up in the river without my robe was not one of them!