Miss Friendship wrote:
Wow. I'm impressed.
Miss Friendship wrote:How old are you?
...And I may possibly have lost track. I don't often bother to measure things in linear years.
Miss Friendship wrote:Do you listen to AIO?
I would rather listen to the sound of my own golden voice singing the virtues of my fairest Lady Gleamdren.
Miss Friendship wrote:What thinkest thou of old English?
I prefer the faerie tongues to clumsy mortal language. Alas, I fear my beautiful poetry often loses its full meaning when translated into mortal tongues. And it doesn't help matters when that dratted Leo starts intentionally butchering my poems. Hmph.
Miss Friendship wrote:What does "Bard of Rudiobus" mean/come from?
Surely you must have heard of Rudiobus! It is the court of Queen Bebo and King Iubdan, where I, Eanrin, serve as Chief Poet! Lumé's light, girl, do you know anything about the faerie folk?
Miss Friendship wrote:Why did you disappear?
I was off having an adventure, as one does from time to time.
Miss Friendship wrote:What's your avatar of?
One of my kin. He goes by the moniker of 'Hobbes.'
Blitz wrote:Welcome back Eanrin!
Do you ever tire of talking like that?
I do occasionally prefer to sing instead.
Blitz wrote:Where did you go this time?
Oh, here and there. Rescuing my Lady Gleamdren. Getting that dratted Leo out of trouble. I returned to Rudiobus for a short spell of ten mortal years or so.