House of Music : : Faeldor, Miriel, and Narbeleth
Feb 26, 2018 18:17:51 GMT -5
Post by Narbeleth on Feb 26, 2018 18:17:51 GMT -5
.::. Narbeleth .::.
Lady of Laughter and Song
While the earth is dark and gray
How I laugh within. I know
In my breast what ardors gay
From the morning overflow.
Though the cheek be white and wet
In my heart no fear may fall:
There my chieftain leads and yet
Ancient battle trumpets call.
Bend on me no hasty frown
If my spirit slight your cares:
Sunlike still my joy looks down
Changing tears to beamy airs.
Think of me not fickle heart
If with joy my bosom swells
Though your ways from mine depart
In the true are no farewells.
What I love in you I find
Everywhere. A friend I greet
In each flower and tree and wind-
Oh, but life is sweet, is sweet!
What to you are bolts and bars
Are to me the arms that guide
To the freedom of the stars,
Where my golden kinsman bide.
From my mountain top I view:
Twilight's purple flower is gone,
And I send my song to you
On the level light of dawn.
.::. Playmate, Lover, Friend .::.
Calon ~:~Huntsman
Calon and Narbeleth met during a frantic chase of an escaped hen on the streets of Minas Tirith. Not learning his name, he was henceforth known in fond memory by her as 'hen-herder'. They met again sometime later as forced company for the Steward's Midsummer's Eve ball, and learned each other's true names, though they have refrained from calling each other by them since that very day; preferring to speak of each other by varied fanciful and whimsical creations. Departing the ball early, they found solace in climbing to the top of the Beacon Tower for a splendid view. They had only brief acquaintance before Narbeleth was sent by her brother to live by the sea. Calon followed some months later, and they eloped the day after he arrived, much to the surprise of everyone in the family aside Grandfather Melanir. There are no regrets. And lots of thrills and hunts. They have since made a home for themselves, though they have hardly settled down.
Life is the escape itself, an adventure, freedom, and a comedy.
Calon and Narbeleth's Secret Hunting Signal Language
1 Sound = Straight
2 Sounds = Right
3 Sounds = Left
2 Sounds = Right
3 Sounds = Left
Whippoorwill chirp = Run
Lyrebird song = Due East
Whistled upslur of the thrush= Due West
Lyrebird song = Due East
Whistled upslur of the thrush= Due West
Nightingale song = Narbeleth
Skylark warble = Calon
Pips of the flycatcher = Love!
~~Thissel~~
Skylark warble = Calon
Pips of the flycatcher = Love!
.::. The Roost .::.
Many to care for, none of them children.
Many to care for, none of them children.
~~Thissel~~
"Grey Girl"
A dapple grey, given to Narbeleth recently by her elder brother. She considers her a fine wedding gift. Thissel is 3 years old, and a bit finicky and shy, though docile.
~~Drauchir and Draugris~~
"Wolf Lord and Wolf Queen"
Calon and Narbeleth's half trained hunting pups.
~~The Cocky Rooster~~
Faeldor
~~The Girls~~
More trouble then they're worth.
~~Drauchir and Draugris~~
"Wolf Lord and Wolf Queen"
Calon and Narbeleth's half trained hunting pups.
~~The Cocky Rooster~~
Faeldor
~~The Girls~~
More trouble then they're worth.
Saithmethed "End of Hunger" :: Blebedis "Wing Beater" :: Madhien "Daughter of the Mud"
Gadôl "Trapped Dream" :: Erferil "Lone Huntress" :: Maermann "Good Food"
Gadôl "Trapped Dream" :: Erferil "Lone Huntress" :: Maermann "Good Food"
Athramen "Road Crosser" :: Habiel "Clothes Maiden" :: Centhuriwen "Secret Looking Woman"
Dagarwen "Battle Maiden" :: Glavril "Babbler"