Mae govanen an mellon!
(It is good to meet you my friend!)
And welcome to Edheldor. In a forest near the western sea, Edheldor is the last city of elves in the forth age. In our halls, you can find fantasy rpgs, discussion forums, and games. Please make yourself at home and look around.
Edheldor has reached its 200th post!! To honor this special occasion I am throwing a PARTY! *Mirithil places apple strudel and marshmallow pie on table* *hides under table with a can of ol' fashioned whip cream* *waits for unsuspecting guests to arrive...*
"Hah!" Mirithil jumps out from under the table and sprays Manveri and Sally with a stream of whip cream holding her- Wait, why do I have the shield with a pic of Figwit on it, I wanted the Legolas one!
Mirithil blushes slightly, but then begins to grin deviously at the sight of what had been attached to the back of the shield... "Figwit Stickers!!! MWAHAHAHA!" Mirithil manages to get one on a horrified Manveri with the caption "Don't you love my hair?" on it!
AHHHHHH! NOOOOOOOO! Get it off my!!!!!! AHHH!!! nonononononononono!!!!! *falls to the ground writhing* not figgy!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhh!
Mirithil's heart begins to break so she sprays sticker remover on Manveri. The sticker falls limply to the floor and Mirithil pulls Manveri up and brushes her off.