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04/10/2007 12:25:00
[info]gorthol
*spends the morning finding a place for his mother to live* *enlists a charitable marchwarden to help her get set up and learn how to use such wild gadgets as electric lights and indoor plumbing* *no, seriously*

*takes his younger-younger, née older-younger sister (...) out to lunch to fill her in on some of the things that transpired in the world after her death* *minimizes the goriest details and puts as upbeat a spin on things as possible (the kind of spin he uses on himself so as not to go crazy) so as not to completely traumatize her*

*finally heads outside the city in the afternoon to relieve some of the clutter in his office at basic training camp Doriath Alpha* *pores over a list of officer trainees he's been meaning to interview*

Toby Danion...Carl Bester...Meleth Lindiriel...Sigurd Sigmundsson...Daeron T-

Daeron??

*sends a message to Daeron indicating that he'd like to speak with him when he has a moment*

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From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/10/2007 18:07:52  

*gets your message*

*hopes to Eru you don't want to talk about the fife* *or spying*

*shows up quickly anyway, as he figures punctuality is a way to your good side*

*if you have a good side?*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/10/2007 18:19:58  

*likes punctuality!*

*tries to straighten a pile of papers in his arms and ends up just sticking them in a nearby chair for the time being* *doesn't like papers* Hi, Daeron. Come in, have a seat. I just wanted to ask you what the Mandos you could possibly be thinking chat with you for a few minutes, if you don't mind.
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/10/2007 18:21:48  

*nervously* Not a problem, nope, not one bit! Always happy to help out in whatever way I can whenever as long as it doesn't involve fife-ing.

*takes a seat* What's on your mind, huh, can't imagine a little old music-maker like me could be a very high priority.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/10/2007 18:34:04  

Yeah, that's...sort of what I wanted to talk to you about. *shows you the list of would-be officers his subordinate sent him*

Because you are so well-known for your music and soldiering didn't really seem...um.... *knows there must've been some point in his old life when he used actual diplomacy* *as opposed to chopping off heads and saying "do that" or "I do that really well"*

...I was just wondering why you wanted to be a soldier.
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/10/2007 18:35:55  

*looks at the paper curiously*

*feels all the blood drain out of his face and his arms and his heart and his torso and sort of settle in his feet*

*opens and closes his mouth a few times*

*decides to go for honesty* Nothing in a thousand million years could ever make me want to be a soldier. WTF?!
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/10/2007 18:48:52  

*...*

Right.

*so, so, so very confused* So. How did your name end up on this list then?
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/10/2007 18:52:16  

...

*laughs nervously* Must be a practical joke, huh? I mean what could I do? I can't so much as hold a gun. I'd never be any good. I'm just a simple musician. *won't mention fife-ing if you don't, nope nope nope!*
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/10/2007 19:01:51  

*does not look terribly convinced*

If you'll just give me a second here? *stares off into space unnervingly in deep concentration for a few moments, his eyes getting a faraway look*

*focusing on you again* Oropher says this came directly from the King. Greaaaaat. *frowns* Are you sure you don't know anything about it?
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/10/2007 19:04:31  

*stares at you like you're a madman*

...


*which you so very clearly are*

*carefully* The King? You mean... ah, Thingol, right, Thingol? No, can't say that I've heard a word about it.

*sees the way you're looking at him* *cracks under your intensive interrogation techniques!!* He might have mentioned something about a fife?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/10/2007 19:19:08  

*gets the look on his face most generally interpreted as "My god, Thingol is such an idiot"*

*sighs* My god. Thingol is such an idiot.

*firmly* All right then. What are we going to do about this? *starts leafing through some other pages and running his finger down columns as though in search of something*
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/11/2007 11:07:09  

*feels like he should protest the insult of his daddy king, but really can't since you hold his fate in the balance*

What are we going to do about this?

*hopefully* Take me off the list? I can train fifers! And drummers! And bugglers! All from the safety of my studio.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/11/2007 11:50:08  

*headscratch* I...don't really know that there's much need for drummers and the like, unfortunately. In this age of, you know, nukes?

*pityingly* If it makes you feel better, I have no plans to take this army into battle. Ever, really. I'm not on Thingol's 'side', per se. *matter-of-factly* If there's some kind of legitimate evil, I'm going to be running all the allied armies, not just this one. So one person going AWOL might not be noticed... In a just war, most people would understand the necessity of bearing arms if they were able, don't you think?

*has an idea* *keeps shuffling through papers*
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/11/2007 11:53:25  

I don't really know that there's much need for drummers and the like

*jumps on that* Yes! Exactly what I thought! Why waste talented men on drums when they could very easily be shooting people and stuff. That's what you army guys do, right? Kill? I'm no good at that. I'm better at... um... rousing the homefront! Inspiring people to go to war with my songs. You know music is a powerful tool for brainwashing.
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/11/2007 12:00:25  

*raises an eyebrow* Do you want to be the one who explains to Thingol why you'd prefer to "rouse the homefront"?

*his gaze alighting on something in his papers* Here we go. Perfect, I haven't assigned anyone. You can be Quartermaster General. How does that sound?
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/11/2007 12:03:49  

I'd prefer not to explain anything to Thingol, thanks.

*perks up, but cautiously* Oh? That sounds... interesting. I'm sure if you think it's a good post I could handle abandoning it.


What exactly is a Quartermaster General?
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/11/2007 12:25:51  

*seriously* It's a lot of responsibility. You'd be responsible for supplying and provisioning the entire...oh dear. *coughs* Why don't we make that Regimental Quartermaster? Captain rank? And we'll find you a competent Quartermaster Sergeant who knows the ropes already.

*...*

*figures you'll like this part* It's mainly a desk job.
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/12/2007 15:41:41  

It's mainly a desk job.

*eagerly* Sign me up!
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/12/2007 17:15:51  

*satisfied* Right then. *writes up some orders and signs them* *hands them over to you* Take these to Halfred on your way out. He'll help you get set up. *smiles* I promise this won't much interfere with your music.

*thinking* Oh, and...you will won't mention to Thingol that I called this whole thing an exercise in futility, will you? *clears his throat* *mutters under his breath* Hate to remind him that some of us still have scruples.
From: [info]loremaster Date: 04/12/2007 17:19:37  

Thanks!

*takes the orders*

you won't mention to Thingol

*grins* Of course not! Your secret's safe with me unless I decide it'll help me win favor!
From: [info]gorthol Date: 04/12/2007 17:23:15  

Good. *nods* Dismissed.

*knew he could count on you!*

*knows quite well, oh yes*

*thinks your commission will at least shut Thingol up for a while* *like a day or maybe even two*
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