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IC time is: Dawn < About 5:07 AM >
IC day is: Orithil <Moon-day>
IC date is: 35 Laer <Summer>
Moon phase: Last Quarter <VISIBLE>
Earendil: Gil-Estel shines brightly barely above the horizon in the
eastern sky.
IC year is: Loa 17 o Yen 22, Nelandran o Endor <TA 3041>
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RL time: Thu Jul 12 18:42:28 2007
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Royal Court Mallorn
A large mallorn dominates the line of trees guarding the western edge of the lawn. At its base, the white path from the east turns northeastward, leading eventually to the foot of an even greater mallorn in the distance. A white ladder leads up into the boughs here beside a nameplate that reads "<Sindarin> The Royal Court".

Contents:
Sidhsarn (Temped by Galharth)
Lostiriel
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Yellows, oranges, and reds burst forth from the eastern horizon, signaling the break of dawn. Few elven voices sing at this time of day, but those few who sing are softened by the song of the birds welcoming Anor's rise. A warm breeze blows forth across the wood, sending the leaves overhead into a gentle flutter. It seems a near perfect begining for a new day.

Wandering from the lawn towards the Royal Court Mallorn, the Prelate Sidhsarn, heads to his duties. Yawning slightly, he pauses before going up into the tree, turning to the east to welcome the new day.

Lostiriel stands on the lawn watching the rise of the sun as it warms her upturned face. Sleepiness is quickly leaving her as she listens to the few elven voices healding the early morning. Sighing deeply, she revels in the freshness of a new day. Then, hearing the approaching footsteps, Lostiriel turns toward the sound and smiles, the morning's early light softening the lines of her face. "Greetings, friend," she calls in a sing-song voice.

Turning from the east, Sidhsarn lifts a brow as his gaze falls upon the elleth. "Well met, mellon," he says with a smile. Glancing quickly at the rising sun, and then towards the elleth his smile broadens. "I admit the view is quiet lovely, but this is not a regular place for those in search of a sight. So tell me, what brings you here on this new day?"

Tilting her head to the side, Lostiriel's eyes sparkle as she acknowledges the words, replying, "You are right. The day is indeed awakening bright and beautiful, but it is something else that has called me to this particular place on this morning. I confess that it is an interest in something else. You see, I am beckoned by an interest in the Royal Court." Here, she hesitates, not wanting to sound too eager. Then, she quickly continues, "It is an interest of mine in which I long to play a part."

Narrowing his eyes, and pursing his lips, the Prelate considers the elleth's words. "Indeed, if this is your wish, then you are certainly speaking with the right person." He chuckles softly, "Or better said, at least one of several who can help you." Taking a step closer, he carefully inspects the elleth's eyes. "Tell me, my dear, what is your name?"

Trying to look as serious as possible, Lostiriel lifts her eyes to meet his, but she can do little about the sparkle that glistens in them. Nor can she stop the gentle smile from lifting the corners of her lips as she replies, "My name is Lostiriel. It is an honor to meet you here on such a fine morning." She earnestly searches his face, in turn, for a hint of favor that may lead to the granting of her wish. For a moment, this intensity and earnestness replaces the sparkle of her eyes, and she searchingly looks at him in great hope.

"Well Lostiriel, I, Prelate Sidhsarn, shall make it the first task of the day to enter your name as a Courier." He bows his head, offering a small measure of respect. When he looks back towards Lostiriel, he smiles. "Welcome to the Arnpand o Lothlorien."

Sweeping his hand towards the ladder leading into the Royal Mallorn, he adds, "And your task Courier Lostiriel, shall be to enter our workspace where you will review the list of missions, and begin your work on completing each within the list."

Hardly able to contain her joy, she bows her head in return, looking up with wonder at his words. Lifting her head again, her smile is full and her happiness is plainly visible. "Thank you. I am aware that this is a great honor, and I shall do as you say." She glances toward the ladder, and nods. "I assure you I will do well."

Watching the new Courier move up into the ladder, Sidhsarn smiles. Clearly, the Royal Court has gained an asset this day.