https://www.tfcmud.com/wiki/index.php?action=history&feed=atom&title=Boromir%27s_TaleBoromir's Tale - Revision history2026-05-08T21:42:04ZRevision history for this page on the wikiMediaWiki 1.36.1https://www.tfcmud.com/wiki/index.php?title=Boromir%27s_Tale&diff=11711&oldid=prevCordir at 21:45, 13 January 20122012-01-13T21:45:06Z<p></p>
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</table>Cordirhttps://www.tfcmud.com/wiki/index.php?title=Boromir%27s_Tale&diff=7656&oldid=prevCordir at 04:47, 18 May 20112011-05-18T04:47:34Z<p></p>
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<p><b>New page</b></p><div>'''Notes: This story was written in response to Gregar's failure of his Triat Mastery Quest.'''<br />
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The night air was gratifyingly cool against his skin as Boromir relaxed after a long session at the Weaponmasters' Lodge. <BR><BR><br />
"Heh' thought Boromir ..'a little more of a this and he'll be surprised.." <BR><BR><br />
Stretching and setting himself comfortably in his chair on the highest limb of his house in Loth Lorien.... ... he started feeling the nights' awareness of him and his of the night ... Boromir slowly relaxed seeking oneness.... <BR><BR><br />
* ... greetings The Night!! ... I am come yet again ..* <br />
* ..speak to me of what you have hidden to others .. * <BR><BR><br />
at first ...Boromir feels as if he is asleep ... then ..slowly deliberately .. the Night reveals itself to him ... the troubles .. the despair .. the joys.. shadows of those who are abroad this eve... his sense of the world expanded ...deep in concentration .... <BR><BR><br />
* ... Boromir drifts through the Night ... no sense of time or *<br />
* ... physical being ..his avatar soaring high above ...swooping *<br />
* ... low to observe ... then soaring on.... and on....and on....* <BR><BR><br />
after a time ... Boromir ends his journey ... <BR><BR><br />
* ... guard well these secrets, Oh Night .. I depart... * <BR><BR><br />
Gradually he regains awareness .. Boromir stands and stretches ... wandering down the stairs to his study ...He sits down at his desk to continue his studies of the Triat ... a study requiring magical as well as physical effort... <BR><BR><br />
A knock at the front door breaks into his studies ....remembering that Mierya is away at the moment ..Boromir yells "Enter..its unlocked.." as he opens the portal with a gesture of his hand ... the young elven lad comes running up the stairs then slows as he enters the Study .. glancing around as if expecting to be eaten.. <BR><BR><br />
"There is nothing here to be afraid of " chuckles Boromir as the messenger hands him a message ... <BR><BR><br />
Boromir begins to open the message ...pauses ... "Here ..." Boromir tosses the messenger a silver coin .. " is your tip.." <BR><BR><br />
The lad deftly catches the coin in mid-air as he turns and sprints out of the study ...down the stairs and out into the night .. Boromir absently-mindedly closes and locks the front door with a wave of his hand as he finishes opening the message .... holding the opened message .... in old-common he reads the single line message ... <BR><BR><br />
''" G. fa'led quest ... save Ad. and Tr. "''<BR><BR><br />
Boromir drops his hand to his lap ... message parchment dropping from his opened fingers to the floor ... , as he realizes what his friend has gained ... and lost .... <BR><BR><br />
Boromir arises and walks to the window facing southeast toward Gregar's home .... and wonders to himself .." what can I do ..." "what can I say ..." <BR><BR><br />
His aches and pains forgotten for the moment ... purposefully he spins away from the window and leaves the study ... descends the stairs to the front hall. Boromir quickly gathers the equipment ....as it floats in mid-air ... lost in thought Boromir garbs himself in his traveling cloak and steps out into the night ... as he strides down the limb ..Mierya his housekeeper runs quickly to the door ... <BR><BR><br />
' what about your dinner?!?!!' she cries .. <BR><BR><br />
He answers "enjoy it yourself!!!" ... <BR><BR><br />
Mierya shakes her head ... and closes the door as Boromir fades into the night .... his passage but a whispering of the wind as he heads for Aarakroca and Gregar ...<BR><BR></div>Cordir