Finding the inn was not nearly as much trouble as his father had led him to believe, of course for a Boulderol his sense of direction was above average. Walking through the doorway Borjnen made for an impressive example of his dwarven clan. Bright red hair was shown from under a spiked helm as well as a red beard set in two long braids that extend down to his belt. Spikes protruded from the breastplate he wore with large axe strapped to his back. Standing at just under four feat tall most impressive though was that for his size and height he appeared more as a small boulder than the traditional dwarf, the overdeveloped muscles of his bare forearms lending to the effect.

[dwarven]"Aye, this must be the place." More to himself than to anyone in particular. There certainly appeared to be more elves than what he had been expecting.

Making his way through the group that was assembled he finally reached what he thought to be his destination, an old hermit of a man who seemed far more at home amongst the wild.
[common]"Greetings, Radagast? Borjnen Boulderol, here in my father Dorden's stead. I am here to help as i may."

Having introduced herself and spoken with all who approached Radagast in turn, Gwyn spoke up with a mixture of astonishment and awe.

"The tree herders?" she asked, her voice breathy from a gasp.  Of all that lived on middle-earth, they seemed most mysterious to her.  She had traveled through many woodlands had never met one - although she could have walked right past a slumbering or stealthy tree-giant and never known it.

"It would be an honor to receive such assistance Sky. Your kindness is deeply appreciated," Ro'kath answered.

As a couple more entered Ro'kath watched the crowd grow. He still felt ill at ease but the presence of Sky helped to settle it some. Between her and Wren and their host that made for at least three he could trust wouldn't draw steel just for having seen him. Two at least, now, who might offer words of defense against any who would. It was a strange feeling to have someone on his side. One put to rest when their tokens came and he noted Sky's was different from his own.

"It might help if you were to confide which token belongs to which brand of Keeper, wizard," Ro'kath suddenly spoke up, his voice booming just loud enough to cut above the murmur of the sizable crowd within the Inn. "As to me personally, I have other questions as well. Thranduil's finest scouts couldn't track me on their best day. I should like to know how you found me so unerringly as to contact me via a missive-laden sparrowhawk."

As he spoke up he leaned forward some, resting his arms on the edge of his table. His head leaned down a bit as well to keep concealed his features in the shadow of his hood. Only his sapphire eyes shown clearly through those shadows, an inquisitive glow in them.
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Elured smiled and answered, [Sindarin]Well met Brun'meldir, it has been far to long since last we laid eyes upon one another.[/Sindarin]

OOC: Brun = Old, as in has long endured / meldir = Friend



As the chipmunk climbed out from a crevasse in his armor, Elured smiled and held his hand out for the chipmunk to perch upon.  He looked casually about the room to see that four others also had small chipmunks with them.  A Red haired human woman, a red haired Dwarven man, an Elf Woman and... What was this...

"Neth'gwedeir!" he exclaimed. [OOC: Neth = Young / Gwedeir = Brother (especially used of those not brothers by blood, but sworn brothers or associates)]

Elured laid his pipe on the table as he stood then strode over to Aerethion and reached out to embrace forarms with him.

Rising from his chair Aerethion smiled broadly.  He had attempted to remain anonymous and utilize his nomme de guerre, but that was beginning to appear futile.  The old wizard went with the ruse, but then called him out by name later, although the ranger was uncertain how many may have heard his name before.

Embracing forearms, "Iaur'gwedier!"  Still smiling, <Elvish/Sindar>"I should have known he would invite you too."</Elvish>  Moving his chair over, <Common>"Please, take this one."</Common>  Grabbing another chair, he placed it next to the first.

Having met some of the others already, he pointed out those with chipmunks.  "This is Borun Redbeard, from the Diamond Heart Academy.  Over there is Sky, an archer by trade."  Nodding in a direction, "And the lady in the dark cloak over there has not introduced herself yet."

To the others present, he introduced, "This is my brother, Elured."


[OOC: Iaur = Older / Gwedeir = Brother (especially used of those not brothers by blood, but sworn brothers or associates)]

In reply to Aerethion (msg # 57):

 Sky raised her eyebrows in a way to let Ro'kath she really didn't know what tokens he was speaking of? "Tokens? Ro'kath I don't know what you are refering too? I'm sorry. And of course no thanks needed. It would be an honor for me to speak for you. I would have almost anyones back no matter what race he or she is, as long as the person was worthy of my attention. You even having just met you seem like myself in many life aspects. We both love the woods, we feel at home there, I think you love animals as I do, and I despise others who pick on people who just aren't the same as themselves. Our Gods and Goddesses have made us all differant for a reason and I am devout to my Goddess. I am not that person who goes around trying to trecruit others to join me in worshiping my Goddess, but I pray often and uphold the beliefs and the goals my Goddess wants us lesser beings to accomplish in our lifetime." ,Sky explained to her hopefully new friend.

 "Ro'kath may I ask if you enjoy the company of animals? If so then I'd like to introduce you to Nightshade. He is outside now, since I wasn't sure if it would be proper to bring him inside?"
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She listened to what Radagast said about the Keepers.  As she wondered where would he be sending her this time to the North or the South or probably into Dol Guldur.

It wasn't until a fresh sprig of Myrtle appeared in her hair right next to her elongated ear.  Then she heard a loud voice from the table beyond thiers and looking at the tall man.  He now had everyone's attention even if the old wizard didn't direct his question.  But it was interesting question for not even she knew what the chimpmuk popping out of pockets, or those with Myrtle appearing on them and those that had a feather fall before them.

Her hand moved ever so gently over the Myrtle in her hair and then the hair came alive and wrapped itself gently within the myrtle as it was now a part of her attire.  As her hair did move some from underneith near the side of her right shoulder appeared a small black Aves peeking out.  Its head was darting from left to right in a very quick pace.

In reply to Lady Isile (msg # 59):

 When the lady was talking to the wizard then suddenly turned her attention to Ro'kath, Sky stood up quickly. "Hello all. I don't think we have been properly introduced. I am Sky Sheer'enn, Night Elf of the hidden mountain clan. And this is my new friend Ro'kath from the woods near where my people reside hidden in the mountain. I met him when I left my clan to try to find my purpose in life. Once I arrived down into the forest, I found that was where I was meant to be. Ro'kath and I met about a year later when he helped save my life by taking out a group of goblins who had myself and my friend Nightshade surrounded. Ever since that day Ro'kath and I have kept in touch, helping each other survive the winters and the evil forces that would enter our beloved forest." ,Sky told whomever was listening.

 "Ro'kath isn't much for words, but I will vouch for him as a great being. This man I wouldn't ever trade for another during his or my lifetime. He is honorable, trustworty, strong, and fearless." ,said Sky. She then bowed slightly and sat back down, turning her head away from the wizard's table at Ro'kath and gave him a wink of her eye.
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  ----The Keepers of Kelvar----


Of course the wizard started to speak in the very same moment when Anna got her long waited warm food and wanted to spend five intimate minutes with it.
The Summoner was a bit tired to realize what was Radagast intention with the small animal, only when the others started to greet each others, and called for her, she forced herself to stop eating, and focus.
She pulled back her robe, put a beautiful smile on her face, grabbed her food, and moved to the table where the others started to form the group.
"Mae govannen, (I am happy to meet you), My name is Anna, I came here to offer my help to  _{the extremely busy wizard who should find some free minute to talk with me after this party} Radagast.
To be honest I did not expected such a nice company here, seems something big will happen soon."
Her voice was warm and friendly, and filled with an almost unnatural charm.
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he sprig of myrtle blossoming behind her left ear had taken the thief by surprise, and like the elf who similarly reached for it, she did the same, pausing to note the elf's movement, and then she cleared her throat softly.  That was how he meant to send them of? Odd wizard, being roundabout, but then, straight answers from a wizard were about as hard to get as the coin in their pockets - so she had heard, anyway - not that Radagast seemed the type to keep coin.

She spared a glance around the room. Everyone seemed to have manifested something - surely, cues as to their respective groups. Interesting...

She approached Radagast's table, and glanced to the elf-woman who also had a sprig of myrtle. "This means we're to go together, then?" she ventured, and held her hand out gently

Although Radagast often looked out the window as the others exchanged words, he was acutely aware of all that went on, within and without.

"Greetings, Borjnen Boulderol, son of Dorden," the wizard of the woods said to the new arrival. "I'm sure he sensed the need; I am glad he sent you."

As the Keepers of Kelvar and Olvar made their selections, Ro'kath was troubled, though he could tell that others were similarly concerned.

"To answer your question, Ro'kath, is simplicity itself: you walk in nature. For one who is as attuned to nature as I am, finding you was child's play. I was not looking for most of you by name for I did not know you before now. I sent out a call, and Nature found those who were... needed."

"The Keepers of Kelvar are those that protect the animals of nature primarily, but all animals in general. If they sent a chipmunk to you, that is because they felt you were most suited to that pursuit."

"The Keepers of Olvar are those that protect the plants of nature. Again, the choice was not mine, but the Keepers, so indicated by the myrtle."

"The Keepers of Silence... that is new to me. These are the ones that can be both as needed, but also delve into things that are neither. The feather is your token."

           With Haldir's heart having been filled with trepidation over the shadows
tainted encroachment upon the sacred forest of Mirkwood, he diligently keeps a wary
eye out for any possible taint or threat that he may happenstance upon while
trekking casually down the Old Forest Road towards the Inn.*

           Sting, concerned over his friends glumness, attempts to lift his
spirits.  The Pseudodragon leaps off of the Rangers left shoulder, and proceeds
to perform various exciting aerial loops and rolls a short distance ahead of his
master.

           Time passes drearily by, and the travelers finally find themselves at
the base of the tree that hosts the renowned Red Leaf Inn.  Out of extreme concern
for the fauna and flora of the forest, Haldir immediately goes to bended knee,
plucks a leaf off a wildflower whose stem juts out wildly from one of the Inns
gnarly roots.  Odd as it may seem to any onlookers, the Ranger examines, sniffs,
tastes, and nonchalantly spits out the leaf without any further ado.  After rising,
his orbs of emerald hue carefully scrutinize his surroundings in an attempt to
appraise the current condition of both the flora and fauna . . .

           Out of curiosity, Sting flies overhead in order to investigate the
upper branches of the Inn . . .
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Ro'kath pondered over the wizard's words. If his memory served, Dol Guldur was a long ruined fortress of some sort not far from Lothlorien at the southern edges of the Mirkwood. He'd heard rumor of it not too long past but he couldn't recall precisely what they had been about. He remembered the rumors didn't seem to pertain much of interest for him, though. Perhaps that had changed.

More important to him for the moment was the division of labor. He counted numerous twigs of myrtle and a number of chipmunks. Aside from his own he counted only one feather, however. It seemed to belong to a late arrival, the second dwarf to enter the Inn. Sky seemed to have been tasked elsewhere which meant his moment of amicable company was nearly already expired. It was not a pleasant prospect that he would be accompanied alone by a dwarf. He shuddered to think what their first reaction to Reuben might be.

"I should be delighted to meet this Nightshade, Sky. If we're to heed this Istari it seems that meeting is fated for another time though, if at all. A shame. I should like to have introduced you to my own compatriot. I dared not bring Reuben close to the Inn. I was concerned how this company might receive me. I know they would not have received him without ample warning," Ro'kath spoke quietly for only Sky's ears again.

 "One never knows Ro'kath. I haven't recieved a token as of yet. I would love to meet Rueben. I also would like you to meet my black panther, Niteshade also. I still might be traveling with you and the dwarf? Many have already got chipmunks and the plant so I doubt the wizard would send just two basically fighter types without some magic to back them up. I am a druid healer which would help you two tremendously. I too have fighting abilities, Arcane spell that I use on my arrows, and masks I have made over the years that do many differant types of magic,  special attacks, breath weapons, and preist type spells." ,Sky told him in a whisper.

 "I actually think us three would fair well together. But its all up to the Keepers I think I heard?"
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A feather of all things, had just come into view, floating do in front of his face. Reaching up to pluck it from the air in front of him he tucks it into his belt. [common]"Aye, it is good to be about again. Traveling does one good in my opinion." Crossing his arms over his beard he continues on. [common]"Now then, what be all this talk of Keepers and such? Silence? What is it you intend?"

In reply to Wren (msg # 62):

Her eyes looked the woman over briefly before speaking. "It seems that we will be traveling South to help the Ents with their problem.

What are your skills?

she then looked to see who else would be traveling with her to the South.  She spotted the one called Gwynhwyfar and no other.  It seemed that the three ladies will be traveling there to deal with whatever evil lurks.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew open the door and through it swept tiny, white bird, it's wings and tail tipped with black. It circled the room before landing on one of the twigs stuck in Radagast's hat. At the same time a bright red squirrel joined Pico on the table. Before the door closed those looking outside could make out the silhouette of a massive elk.

The little bird was surrounded by a floating snowflakes and when it opened it's mouth a voice came out that should have belonged to a much bigger body, "You called? What is it that you need of me, of us?"

Meanwhile the squirrel took one of the nuts laid out for Pico and took off with it, finding his way to higher ground where he started to eat it.
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As Ehrendil entered the inn, he looked around quietly taking in his surroundings. His hand was resting on his sheathed sword. After a few moments, the elf seemed to relax somewhat as he saw no threat of immediate danger. A quick glance at the elf would indicate that he had been in a recent fight, his clothes, badly torn in several places. The elf held himself as someone who had much dignity and grace yet there was a definite air of wilderness and danger to the elf, almost as if part of him had been reclaimed by nature.

"Master Radagast the Brown. I Ehrendil, offer my greetings from one protector of nature to another." There was no mention of Ehrendil's father, only the nature of his duty was revealed. "It is an honor to meet one who has done so much for our cause." The elf made a slight bow, indicating the respect he had for the old man. "I apologise for my tardiness. Unfortunately, it would appear that these forests are no longer safe." The elf did not go into more details, sparing the wizard from the full reason for his tardiness. "I have come to offer my assistance in any way you see fit."

The elf stepped back and waited silently for a response, listening to those around him to learn more about the current situation. Through all this, Ehrendil's hand had never strayed far from his sword.

"I have some skills with herbs and remedies but true magic is beyond me. My skill lay in patrolling the wilds and tracking anything out of place. My aim with a bow is better than fair but my true gift is swordsmanship. From the sound, your gifts will serve a great purpose no matter the task," Ro'kath answered Sky.

It sat oddly with him her deception regarding him. He frequently withheld information and attempted to conceal his nature. He had never portrayed any outright deception before, though. Still, he deeply appreciated the kindness of her intention. It was unheard of for someone to speak so on his behalf. The effort only drove home further how much he'd prefer to travel with her than any other stranger he might meet in pursuit of these tasks.

"Radagast, how set are these tasks? Is there reason to suspect they would go awry if we don't heed the suggestion of Keepers? Say if I were to join those delving the Mirkwood? Or should Sky come along to investigate Dol Guldur?" he asked above the general murmur with keen and hopeful interest.

 "You are probbally corrrect, Ro'kath. I do have many differant skills to play with. I definately wouldn't mind traveling with you. Maybe these tasks aren't set in stone?" ,said Cora.

 Then asking the wizard. "Ro'kath and I have hit it off so far. I will take any task that is assigned, but there is a reason I and Ro'kath would perfer to be in the same group."

Wren cleared her throat as the elf mystic addressed her, and nodded gently to her. "I'm Wren. I've..." she paused for a moment, considering how to tactfully put her skills. "I've swift and silent feet, deft fingers, and an eye for detail." She said softly. "That, and I can hold my own in a fight." She added.

"I don't know much about plants or the wilds, though."

When cleared her throat to speak Lady Isilë took in all that she had to say afterwards.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Wren.  I am Lady Isilë then she went silent.  As if her mind was racing to say something else but her mouth was not allowing it to come out.  There was a long title that followed after her name and for some strange reason her sub-conscientious didn't wish to let these people know more about her.

Taking noticed again at the elongated ears on Wren confirmed that she did possess some Elven blood in her.  And that alone was enough to grant her some insight on the world and how plants and the wild are part of her heritage.

"In time Wren, I'm sure you will get to understand all that the plants and the wild have to offer you.

Elured released his foster brother's fore-arm as he was offered a place to sit next to him and a few introductions made, to each he nodded a hello.  Before sitting he walked the few steps back to his former table, realizing along the way that the chipmunk that he had been holding a moment ago now sat upon his shoulder as if he was its mount.  He took up his pipe then winked at Radagast and said, "Nothing personal Aiwendil, I will leave this seat for another and go sit with my brother whom I have not seen in many years, not since before my daughter went missing.", he turned once more and took up the seat that was offered by Aerethion.

Then there was much chatter.  A few more heroes entered and presented themselves to Radagast.  He sat and waited, puffing on his pipe quietly, his back to the table, so that he could easily view Radagast and show him the attention he deserved.

For Sky:

As Sky was wondering where she would be 'assigned', a chipmunk pops up out of her pocket, chirps at her for a moment before running down her arm to the tabletop. It stops then, looks up at her and chirps some more.

Then, when a new person enters the inn, it runs over to the edge of the table, even as a feather floats lazily down in front of Sky.


For Borjnen:

"The Keepers have long been a group of those who seek to protect the land and the forest and the animals that live within it. There is more than one threat in the woods this day, so they are asking for help to deal with that threat."

"The feather indicates you are suited for a visit to Dol Guldur, where something dark and dangerous still lingers."


For Arad:

"Greetings to you, Arad," Radagast replies to the newcomer. "You have been called by the Keepers because something perverse has taken up residence in the forest, and your services are needed to rid the Mirkwood of it."

"That feather falling down in front of you indicates that you are suited for the Keepers of Diwen; they are to go to Dol Guldur."


For Ehrendil:

"Master Ehrendil, the pleasure is mine, Radagast replies to the Elf, "and, yes, the woods are dangerous to travel. That is why you've been asked to join us."

"I believe the chipmunk--and who are you, Little One? Ah, he prefers to go by 'Chip'. I never would have guessed that! He seems eager to join you. That signifies that you are wanted in the Keepers of Kelvar group."


For Ro'kath:

"As you can see," answers Radagast to the Half-Orc's question, "you have free will to go where you wish, to do what you want. Friendship is a quite valuable trait, and it will always be taken into consideration."

 The chipmunk makes Sky smile. She had always loved to sit on the forest floor and let the liitle cute munks run across her chest. Then it runs tword the door. As the chipmunk runs off a feather floats gracefully down in front of her.

 "Hum? It seems that the keepers do want me to have your back after all Ro'kath. Good thing too cause I had a bad feeling about you goin off without me." Hahah. Sky laughs to let Ro'kath she was foolin with him.

 "So did you still need to ask the wizard anything in private or would you like to step outside for a moment, get some air, and let our friends meet each other? I'm sure they will get along fine." ,Sky stood up and offered to lead the way out for a moment.