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So, I hear you're pretty awesome. You ever go to Rudi's? We should trade war stories.

-J.B.

Er...I mean, I love Emiranlanoamar like a brother, the Librarian's been a close friend since about a year before I even met Emiranlanoamar (er, you might know him better as the Guardsman)...er, Fish--the Fisherman--is fun, the Notary can be strangely compelling when she isn't trying her best to bore us all all to death, Morgan is...Morgan...er. We get along well enough.

I don't know this Detective too well yet, though I've so far got the impression he'd prefer not to have much to do with me. The Agent and the Disentangler are nice people; pretty interesting, very old, and nice enough to hang out with; I should probably do that more. Er...

Well. The Aviator is...complicated. We're still rebuilding, somewhat, and I don't know if we'll ever be as close as we were--probably not in our current regenerations, anyway, we're too shaped by our losses and sins right now--but we're on good enough terms even if it does sometimes turn awkward. And that's all you need to know on that front. Actually, it's more than you need to know.

If I've missed anyone who's currently an active agent of some sort--sorry. Let me know, and I'll, er, give my opinion of you.

--

As for your second question...well, what springs to mind--apart from my home city not existing in non-Expanded Universe canon--is that both birth and Looming were available on my Gallifrey. I was born; my favourite professor and many of my classmates at the Academy were Loomed. It made for some odd-looking classes at first, but it was hardly a difficult adjustment, and it really was very good for providing options--though there were certainly arguments about which was the better way of reproducing. Don't ask for my opinion; I never had a strong one, and I currently have no plans to have a baby.

-R

I gave it to a friend who has never read Lord of the Rings, and he managed to get it that well.

And I'll pass on your recommendation, by the way.

Anyway. I believe we have an official description of everyone's roles floating around somewhere? Rest assured that we do actually do our jobs; I'm guessing those are the meeting logs that the Notary's taken charge of, while you've found your way into the ones that the rest of us keep around to roll our eyes at or use as proof that the others are idiots who can't stay focused.

(But yes, to be honest, it is sometimes a little bit more of a "hobby club". There aren't always important matters to be dealt with, so we do get a number of meetings where the main issues raised are about paperwork (the Notary) or restocking the bar (usually Morgan, though this one time it was Fish). The Notary, of course, will tell you that the paperwork is equally as important as the other stuff, but seriously, if she does come talk to you, I recommend making your excuses before she gives you the four hour speech on the beauty and function of the bureaucratic system. I wanted to be a politician when I was younger, but I think even my first self would've had trouble listening to that.)

-R

"I guess I am gonna need a weapon to make up for blunt weapon opponents." He says to no one in particular, post completion of the Tea.

(Uriel searches for a good weapon (Preferably a small and easily concealable dagger, but weapons with high bonuses also work), he also begins handing out tea.)

This is the Headquarters of the PPC; there is no reasonable cause for Klingons and Vulcans to uphold the war between the United Federation of Planets and the Klingon Empire. Kozar in particular is of this opinion. Moreover, in this specific case-- turns to Kozar Would you care to answer this part?

Kozar: arms crossed We have been friends for several years now; this isn't news. And we're currently not pursuing any sort of romance, though if you believe we are, then you probably also believe Vulcans are incapable of it.

T'Zar: nods gravely Logical.

Kozar: Not to mention that Vulcan romance and Klingon romance don't mesh. Ours is much more frequent--and violent.

T'Zar: raises eyebrow Violence and passion are not limited to Klingons and Romulans, Kozar. While Vulcans relinquish control much less frequently than--

Kozar: It's still recording, T'Zar.

T'Zar: This is common enough knowledge here, Kozar, though I...thank you. While Vulcans relinquish control much less frequently, and primarily when forced to, I believe I can safely argue that we are no strangers to the concept of a more violent--

[BEEEEEEEEEEEP!]

Kozar: Oh, for--

[recording ends]

Sorry it hasn't been sooner, but you know how it is--mission after mission after mission. Well, and Rudi's, but that's another story, and mostly for recovering in between missions. We'll work something out soon--just stay in touch about your free time!

-J.B.

PS: side-eyes Chris Hi there. Are you flirting, or is it just looking that way because of the medium? ;)

((Good G-d, he's got the same initials as John Barrowman and Justin Bieber. This would happen. I mean, I must have known this already, but I seem to have forgotten at some point... ~DF))

It keeps watch on the southern doorway from a safe distance.

—doctorlit only did as well as he did from all the pratcie at reading Elvish grammar conventions in oh-so-many PPC missions.

How would you say your relationship has changed over the years you've spent working together? Has it improved? Worsened? Remained more or less constant? Also, if given the chance to change the Flowers' decision, would you choose not to have ever been partnered?

~DF

I'm not even kidding.

So, first of all, that should've been 27/30--I only caught Imin because I happened to read the Board thread first and saw the comments. Saeros also tripped me up--I'd been trying to think in basically anything but that particular dialect of Sindarin, which was probably a mistake. Though it has also been kind of a while since I was strongly involved in naming Elves, so I guess that's my other excuse :)

And, as mentioned, the saga! The exciting Tale of an Elf Named Xeljanz began life as a somewhat sarcastic aside, and will now be copied in here for your potential entertainment:

Me: /takes quiz/ Ah, yes, Xeljanz. What a spectacular Elf. No one could even pronounce his name, much less figure out how he'd gotten it--and how he was able to pronounce it to begin with--and so he eventually went to live with the Numenoreans, who spoke Adûnaic with all its strange sounds.

He ended up marrying a Numenorean named Xalkori, and they were very happy.

The happy couple eventually had a half-elven son named Vfend and a lovely half-elven daughter named, surprisingly normally, Idebenone. As with the other names, hers was of course nonsensical in any elvish language, but at least (as Xeljanz's kin would have concluded had they by this point been not only willing but able to ask after his well-being from travelers) it was composed of sounds capable of being uttered by the average elvish tongue.

(I mean, I guess they could just go 'hey, do you know anything about this crazy Elf with an unpronounceable name who went to live with the Numenoreans?' but if they didn't know where he'd gone, it'd get more difficult)

And now some story notes! Aka, behold le meta!

...pfahaha, I sent an anti-arthritis medication to go live with the Numenoreans, who can actually get old

And he sort of provides a cure by renewing the Elf in their bloodline, especially if his children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren marry within the Numenoreans

This is hilarious

Hm. Xalkori...treats non-small cell lung cancer. Maybe she's a healer

And Idebenone treats Alzheimers, which makes some sense since her father in this story also treats a disease generally associated with old age...

And Vfend is...an antifungal medication. Well then
Guess he's not too serious about going into the family healing business!

And another thing:

Interestingly, you can get 21/30 just by alternating your answers (ie, every odd numbered question is drug, every even numbered one is elf).

If you do it with odd numbered questions being elf and even numbered questions being drug...well, apart from guessing that Oropher is a drug and Xeljanz is actually an Elf (as is the apparent Star Wars fan Anakinra--no surprise, as, like Xeljanz, Anakinra is into treating arthritis!), you get the much lower score of 7/30. And the moral of the story is...if you're going to guess, start with drugs?? That's a terrible moral. Stick to Elves, kids!

~DF

PS: Actually, Xeljanz's entire made-up family ends up getting the Elf option in the second experiment. I suppose that's my hint as to which way they choose, assuming they're given the same choice as Earendil's family?

She stood there, head cocked and listening intently for any sign of trouble.

[Basically, I'm keeping watch until we go/unless something comes up.]

I missed Imin (who I should have remembered from that ridiculous Gaia-avatar comic if nothing else) and one that I can't recall right now, but he was apparently one of Tolkien's very first characters, and I'd never heard of him.

A couple of them were lucky guesses, too, I admit. Some of the more vowel-heavy ones, like Daonil and Saeros, could've gone either way to my ear. The former actually sounds more Elvish to me than the latter, except that I don't think the dipthong ao is very common. As for the latter, I guess I had a vague memory of having come across it before. Basically, though, pure luck. {= )

~Neshomeh

Virro Deverin: (10) You are an excellent door guard. None have stood as vigiliant as you in an age, watching the door in case any evil would dare to walk through. Thankfully none does, and as the time passes you get the feeling that perhaps, none will. After all this is less off an action and more a reaction is it not? Still with your newfound expertise you think you may be even more valuable to the party than before (+1 Cir when guarding a door or doorway).

Evard Black (6) Looking at all the weapons you are almost sad when you realize that you can only see two daggers on the wall. Regardless you pick them up, testing their weight, you are happy with them, but you wonder if you should pick up some armour, or at the very least something to hold the daggers in. (Gained Dagger +2, Dagger +1).

Uriel Seraphim: (8) You set up your tea set expertly, making sure everything is perfectly in place for a nice reinvigorating brew. As the water boils you search the room high and low to see if it has any secrets. Unfortunately for you, this room does not. Still, as they say "a watched pot never boils." And you certainly want yours to boil so you can have some tea.

Keegra Bloodfist: (8) Some of the pieces of armour you recognise, others you don't. The ones you do are made by world-renowned smiths of all races, whoever collected these pieces for you to use certainly didn't discriminate against race when they were picking them. The armour ranges from well made pieces of plate armour, all the way to what looks like normal pieces of clothing, and almost everything in between. Your gut instinct also tells you that not only is not one piece of this armour cursed or meant to harm the party in any way, it is almost as if someone wants the party to have this armour. You assume the same can be said of the weaponry.

Xiv'riit: (9) Looking over the racks of weapons you spot one that looks perfect for you. Reaching up to grab it, you lift it down and look at your wondrous new weapon. It is only as you look at it you see the stylized R engraved into the hilt. This must be the legendary Spork of Rogmarys, the ancient Dwarven hero who was said to be able to beat entire armies by himself, and when the battle was done would sit down, and with this Spork eat an entire pig by himself. What is that you say? It must be hard to eat an entire pig with just a Spork? Well, you my friend obviously did not know Rogmarys. (Gained Spork(+3))

Kali Bunga: (10) Seeing Uriel check the room you are in to no avail, you decide to see if you can use your tracking skill to determine what lays beyond the eastern door. Turning your attention that way you use your highly honed senses to almost completely map the place out. It is an empty corridor, and just like on the map it only has two exits, one at the end of the corridor, and one halfway down on the right. You think you hear voices from behind one of the doors, but you are not sure if you are correct, what language they are speaking in, or which door they come from.

Yeleni: (4) Distracted and disappointed by the fact that nothing happens to either the Half-Orc, the Tako or one of the other Shardminds you assume that both the weapons and the armour are safe to touch. Beyond that you watch the tea set in the middle of the room, wondering why one of your companions has decided to make tea now, of all times.

Characters:

Virro: Weapons - Armour - Other - (+1 Cir when guarding a door or doorway)

Evard: Weapons - Dagger(+2), Dagger(+1) Armour - Other -

Uriel: Weapons - Armour - Other -

Keegra: Weapons - Armour - Other -

Xiv'riit: Weapons – Spork(+3) Armour - Other -

Kali: Weapons - Armour - Other -

Yeleni: Weapons - Armour - Other -

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Not surprised, was kinda thinking I may set an new low score. I have to agree with hS it was easy to tell some of the drugs apart from the elves because of the letter X.

For someone whose only source of Toliien knowledge was reading the TOS, though, I did well enough I guess.

I missed Imin (thanks to never reading all of the History of Middle-earth series) and Galathil (in a sad double-negative "I think it's an Elf but I think my guess is wrong").

Marina, this isn't exactly polite, you know? Shut it, I'm not letting this opportunity go, especially if it ends up on his lap.

Anyways, if you need anything about magic done, be sure to adress to me rather than this one. RC is 2882437, and I'm sure my prices will always be better than his, without talking about the quality of the work.

A bit surprised I managed to do so good, with me keeping postponing reading all the books, and a long time since the Silmarion.

Not quite as good as I would have liked, but considering my terrible memory and how long it's been since I last read the Silmarillion (or any of the books for that matter) not too shabby.