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« on: September 14, 2014, 07:51:00 PM »
Flower fields were where those close to Dagmar often went to look for her if she wasn't within the caverns of Ered Luin, and they were often right. Something in the colorful aspect of petal dyes and just taking in the colors, even if there was a bit of destructiveness to it's ultimate end, pleased her most. And plus it wasn't true destruction, just changed form so she could make something else with the dyes produced. Still, the maiden would not be surprised to find Elves disappointed in her same as they were all her kin and they could rightly level destruction of their beloved world of living green at her same as they did the miners and iron workers for tree destruction and the like.

Yet, outside of just squishing things as a child and experimenting with what rubbed off on her fingers, and as she found her way, she found that mineral primers and binders of a sort were also key. Sometimes as simple as a plot of dirt or deposits from cavern work that others just didn't know what to do with. One material for paints, an excellent primer as well as giving it's own hue as they all did, but which she could work with, was rare around their landscape.

Shells, sea shells to be precise and for why it was hard, they were not near an ocean (as apparently Erebor had been!) and her own river bed explorations were often towards this end with...moderate success. You could find smaller shells in rivers, but theirs seemed devoid a bit. Dags knew she shouldn't expect to find any, so was never truly disappointed, but kept up the search, as it were, even if distractedly because one also never truly knew!

She was about such a mission, off an off hand comment in market from a traveling Dwarf, this day as well. Without Fili, not because she felt that at this stage he would pluck a wriggling frog from the river and present her with it, but for the simple fact that she knew he was with his brother on a hunting expedition and Dags would be the last to nudge into sibling time since she treasured her own with her own as well.

Then again...maybe not having Fili with her near a river as she splashed about her own self in her hunt was best in that she wouldn't tempt him to find river life even this late in the game and with them both "grown". It certainly hadn't changed her much, she still giggled and shied from fish that swam by as she searched the creek and specific bend mentioned.

With her basket of jars of both paint and ingredients safely up on the grass, and her own self carefully perched, Dags still found going about her hunt dry was a losing battle! Rivers just seemed that way. Though she knelt upon the bank, her skirts were already both mud and water drenched and her bare feet unsightly as well, or at least she'd have to wipe them before putting on her boots once more, and hopefully get them clean enough to spare both another set and her mother's floors. Liv protested plenty at water on the floors and had had enough trouble over the years with Dagmar's brothers and mud! Still did at times.

The maiden let loose a small sigh and tucked another strand of hair behind her ear, no doubt about it, the traveling merchant was probably jesting. Maybe he knew of Cephas and was just sending his sister on a wild chase. Dags had just thought this when her hand closed around something that felt smooth and hopefully wasn't just a smooth river rock.

It was, but before Dags could sigh again, she took in said rock. It was rather large, the size of her whole hand all but and a pure white color that instantly had the dwarven artist thinking up canvassing options! Taking it to beneath a tree, gathering her basket on the way, and completely heedless of the mud still clinging, Dags folded her legs under her neatly and settled to consider as she dried the rock and decided why not start in then and there, she had a good section of her colors with her, she noticed, and it was a lovely day to just sit and be.

Using the rock as a bit of backdrop, either itself or, as she did, a white cloud given little details, she then added an Eagle to fly across it. She didn't specifically plan it for Kophas, though he would no doubt enjoy it, but just because it seems to fit. Of course if Koph wanted it, she would gladly give.

As happened, head bent, tongue peeking out, Dagmar became distracted by her precise brush stokes and further planning as even the wood sounds about her slowly faded from her immediate focus.

{Hope it all works ~}


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« Reply #1 on: September 18, 2014, 09:02:00 AM »
Annis was, for lack of a better word, banned from adventuring outside. At the word of her mother, she had been confined to her room and told that should she so much as step a foot out of it there would be trouble! This, however, didn't seem to stop her father from letting her out whilst her mother's back was turned. She had headed to market to collect food for the coming weeks, and her father, who had bored of Annis' silence, sent her out on her merry way to have an adventure. There was no point, as he put it, caging a free spirit, for the free spirit would always find a way out. Generally, Annis' way out was through a window or whining. She had run, and run, and not looked back once on her way out in the fear that her mother would return early and all hope would be lost for the young maiden. Her father had never seen her run so fast, but Annis wanted to enjoy the sunlight whilst she still could, for if her mother found out! Maker only knew what would happen to her!


It wasn't long before she happened upon the river where she oft' played and enjoyed herself, her eyes widening as she looked down into it's depths. She wasn't alone, however, and heard someone rustling near the tree where she often took shelter on rainy days. Turning on her heel, she looked over to see another dwarf, sat there, painting on something. Now the thing about Annis was that she was terribly good at sneaking, having practice of sneaking up on Kili on countless times, and so, in her mind, now was a good time to put that sneakiness into practice. She didn't want to disturb the painter, but her curiosity demanded to know what it was she was painting. Creeping up slowly towards the tree, and behind the painter, she rose up onto her tiptoes; deep brown eyes looking over the lady's shoulder and down onto the stone that she was painting on. She could see the cloud, and the Eagle down on it's surface, and a small smile crept across her face. This dwarf was good at what she did, that was for sure; but these thoughts only caused her to speak, even though, this was supposed to be a covert operation, and giving away ones position wasn't exactly sneaky.

"You're good!" Her voice squeaked unexpectedly, her hand flying up to her mouth as she realised that she had spoken. At this point, she had debated running as fast as she could away from the dwarf that was painting, merely for she did not want to be told off for disturbing her, but at the same time, her mind was telling her to stay and see what else Dagmar could do with the stone. After a moment of debating in her mind, she spoke once more. "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude... I just... I like it so far."
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« Reply #2 on: September 19, 2014, 02:01:00 PM »
Dags couldn't help thinking this was quite the idea of hers! Not in a truly prideful way, or such, just...it was coming along nicely, and something should be done with it. Maybe she should see if Koph needed a paper weight. She didn't know what for, her brother spent more time in fields than at any desk or such, but it was an idea to keep in mind! It could hold down...Falconing things...sure. Dagmar was not the one of Liv and Analf's children who knew about Falconry, but she didn't need to even to hopefully present gifts her brothers' ways. They always acted like they needed whatever it was, and she was grateful.

She'd just thought over this went the voice suddenly spoke out! It was not the first time it occurred to Dagmar, that she had a bad habit of becoming distracted out of doors and that could lead to disaster. Still, the maiden felt that, any serious threat, and she would have heard it coming. As it was, this was just a compliment on her work!

Stunned green eyes took in the dark haired other maiden, from the Blue Mountains as well, it seemed clear. In fact, she seemed familiar and Dags scanned her memory for an identification. None came, but still she could not shake the feeling that she should know who the other maiden was! Oh well. The words registered and Dags smiled shyly upon hearing them. It was not the first time her work had been praised, though Fíli's saying it hardly seemed to count, but the first time from a new person always humbled Dags.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude... I just... I like it so far.", the young maiden went on.

"T-Thankyou", Dags stated sincerely, "I...it's an experiment anyway, I don't even know if it will hold the color", she also didn't know why she went on to explain, and explain away the piecework in a sense, artists uncertainty at a new piece perhaps?

A pause, then the next logical step, introductions. "I'm Dagmar", she smiled brightly, standing as well as was more polite than sitting and peering over her shoulder at the maiden. Dags felt it out about next giving her nickname, ever had in all instances but one, and couldn't explain why but for her younger age perhaps. Not that she held back or anything, just felt out what those she met felt most inclined to want to call her.


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« Reply #3 on: December 14, 2014, 03:38:00 PM »
Taking a closer look at the item Dagmar was painting on she nodded as if she knew what she was talking about, though, Annis had never painted once in her life. She was a baker, a reluctant baker at that but a baker nonetheless, as was evidenced by the flour stained pinny she was wearing, though that would come off as soon as she realised she was still wearing it. "What is it you paint with?" The question was more 'how do you paint' but she realised the stupidity of the question before she'd been dumb enough to ask.

"Dagmar... She knew that name... Why did she know that name? Then it hit her like a brick she wasn't expecting... A pleasant brick mind you, though could one ever really have a pleasant brick? Perhaps a pillow would have been a better term. "Oh! You're Fili's friend. Annis, at your service." her offer was a genuine one rather than one of pure politeness, which she knew was something a few dwarves often did, a small curtsey following her offer. "I thought Fili might have chaperoned you her... Not that you're not capable of wandering out alone or anything. It's just... I'll shut up now." Her face blushed as she realised just how deep into trouble she was placing herself should she continue to speak.

The only reason she questioned it was that Ragna wouldn't generally let Annis leave the house without a chaperone, whether it was Kili, Fili or someone that her mother picked, but Annis coming out alone wasn't approved of. As long as Annis had someone, her mother wouldn't complain, whether that someone was a female dwarf or male. As she patted down her skirt uneasily, realising she may have insulted the other dwarf she felt the horrid flour stained pinny, and her cheeks reddened furhter. Removing the apron as soon as she could and stuffing it into her dress pocket (that she had sown in herself so she could carry things) she folded her arms behind her back. "So about painting... any chance you could... well show me?" Changing the subject seemed to be the only thing Annis could do now, in the hopes that they could bypass what Annis had insinuated and such. "I never quite got the grasp of painting... I can knead dough but not paint. Though my mother never gave me a real chance."
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« Reply #4 on: December 18, 2014, 03:12:00 PM »
{I don't really mean to imply Annis interrupted, it just seemed her words were back to back so hope how I put it is ok and tell me to change if not. And I'll take out the berry thing if you think not ~}

The other maiden nodded to her words, yet Dags could tell it was not so knowing a nod as she perhaps went for so much as curious. So long as it wasn't mocking though! A smile tilted one corner of her mouth, though she was not laughing at the other maiden either and hardly would ever. She went to answer when the maiden's next words flew out.

"Oh! You're Fili's friend. Annis, at your service...I thought Fili might have chaperoned you here... Not that you're not capable of wandering out alone or anything. It's just... I'll shut up now."

Dags smiled and a laugh hit the air, not laughing at the maiden, dear Annis, of course, so much as to alleviate what she was no doubt thinking a social blunder. Goodness how Dags knew those! "No harm done, Annis, and it's nice to meet you", she nodded. "And yes I know Fili and perhaps should be surprised his letting me accompany myself", she made sure her smile showed she was not laughing at Annis as her eyes crinkled merrily at her own statement.

Then a recognition of her own hit Dagmar. Annis...from the oh so amusing escapade where she may or may not have laughed upon sighting a berry splattered Fili sneaking back into the halls, endearingly explaining about berries he'd meant to hand her way and then ended up wearing.

Dags' smiled grew, "You're the one who took him berry picking? My he was a sight!", she laughed pleasantly before the last bit of Annis statement made it in.

"So about painting... any chance you could... well show me? I never quite got the grasp of painting... I can knead dough but not paint. Though my mother never gave me a real chance."

"Of course!", Dags nodded, "Well, what of it I know anyway. I'm not sure if I'm an expert, especially without much comparison". She patted the grass beside her for Annis to sit.

"Making paints is a little tricky", no more so than painting itself! "But I enjoy trying, or just buying down at the market when things don't work". Dags rummaged in her bag by her soon producing a small little as yet marked book she hadn't painted in nor found plan for, handing it over. "here, why don't you start somewhere and use this, keep it if you want I can get more books", because right now it was just a book, but Dagmar knew once Annis marked it with even scribbly sketches of her own it would take on it's own personal feel.

"and I think kneading dough is very talented, no doubt you get it in perfect shape? You should see the ones I come out with even when making bread at home, oh it's bread it's just in every lump of shape you can imagine!", Dags giggled again.

After handing off a brush and setting paints before them, she considered, "So...explaining painting...well you start with shapes, if that makes sense, visualize something simple in your head to start with but break it down, what do you think you want to try to start with?". Once Annis gave her a 'thing', she'd give her what shape to most likely start with.


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« Reply #5 on: May 16, 2015, 02:31:00 AM »
Comfort was drawn when the blonde offered her a soft smile and a light chuckle at the idea that Fili should have escorted her, clearly not upset by Annis' suggestion, but all the same, it had been rude of her. She, herself, was wandering around without any sort of escort, so it had been a bit hypocritical to bring it up, and regardless, she had done so. But she offered an awkward laugh to her new companion, cheeks still reddened with a light embarrassment that she would generally get when she let her mouth run away from her.

"Oh! Yes... Well, it was an accident. Sort of. He started it..." Truthfully, it was she who started it by accident, without really realising she had started anything - to her, they had just been discarded bad berries thrown over her shoulder, it was not her fault that Fili had gotten in the way, and that the berries had stained. Oh, how she'd gotten a telling off that day. "Apologies." she murmured, looking down at her feet for a moment, still not her proudest moment, but the moment had been fun. If life were made of moments, then she imagined that her life would be so much easier.

With a gentle and thankful smile, the tanned dwarf seated herself next to Dagmar, Bringing her knees up so she could watch with the utmost concentration - if anything, she could go home today telling her mother that she'd learnt something at least and in that circumstance, she couldn't get too mad at her for being out so late. When she was handed the book, Annis' eyes widened, gingerly taking it from the lady, flicking it open to look at the pages. "Thank you". The words might as well have been said by a mouse, due to the squeaky lightness of them - then again, Annis was well known for this particular trait.

"Those are the best kind of loaves though, it's not so much about the shape as it is the love that's put into the dough when kneading it." Annis offered some consolation for if Dagmar did not particularly enjoy her own loaves that she made, then perhaps she had little faith in herself when it came to baking them. Annis' loaves weren't necessarily perfect, they sometimes came out in odd shapes, but they always tasted the same, and that was what was most important - the taste.

Taking the brush, she listened intently to what Dags was saying to her and closed her eyes for a moment as she tried to picture something the wanted to paint. "Oh!" Her hand reached around her neck, pulling a chain up and over her head, a locket with a large red gem in the middle, one that she held very dearly, but it would look lovely as a painting. "This maybe? Or it this too difficult for beginners?" She queried, holding it out for the blonde to take and examine should she so wish.
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« Reply #6 on: June 02, 2015, 02:17:00 AM »
"Oh! Yes... Well, it was an accident. Sort of. He started it...Apologies."

Dagmar's green eyes sparked their...amusement (whether all out humor or not she wasn't sure) and she was quick to nod and back up Annis' point. "Oh I don't doubt it!", she replied amicably to the first, and not just because such details were inevitable in coming to Dags' knowing even in such a simple thing as catching Fíli trying to make to Thoin's Halls before any noticed the mess he trailed behind. She just knew her longest standing friend so well as to know it was most certainly probably more to the prince's fault than his poor gathering partner of the day.

"Apologies not needed, I got him messy the very first day I met him", Dags went on to cheer and wave aside as Annis sat, her smile growing at the thought and memory before she wisely switched her focus lest her own hard explained color which had started bothering more and more at the thought of the oldest prince and every small nuance of her dear friend show too much and especially the confusion she'd been thrown in as of late.

Thankfully showing her sketch book provided distraction for both.

Her assumption at having found one more she could count on the friend's list (though now that she thought on it, hadn't it been Kíli that had preceded them all?, thus making it not surprising Annis being so...reasonable) that wouldn't over criticize like some at the tea-socials and other functions could be prone was reinforced as the maiden went on to alleviate her own worries.

"Those are the best kind of loaves though, it's not so much about the shape as it is the love that's put into the dough when kneading it.".

Made sense actually

Now that she thought on it, Dags couldn't tell you anything much on the shape of the loaves her mother made, only recognizing Liv's firm support and providing which was expressed in perhaps so little a thing. "Yes, I suppose that is a point, especially when you consider my household of five brothers who I believe would be rather disapointed if I made something out of bread they couldn't also eat". Dags' smile grew as she imagined the little bit of truth that could perhaps lay to her words. Not even in the main point and that it tasting bad, but still, maybe a good thing the artist had never made spectacular loaves, she could just see herself making some masterpiece she then forbid her brothers to wreck...Kophas and Fritz may just stage protest over such!

"Oh!", her new friend of Kili's first friend was quick to hit on an idea and pulled free a necklace to present and show Dagmar's way for advice on if it could be painted well or not. "This maybe? Or it this too difficult for beginners?".

Dags took the offered piece for examining even if it was straight off pretty clear and she smiled. "No, I think this should do just nicely for a model! It's a lot of simple shapes, circles and such, which is what recreating from what you see or your head comes down to. Does it have any special meaning, may I ask? And I only do because
If so it will only be that much more perfect for a model. When something's important you tend to treat or reproduce it better in any craft I'd imagine"
, or maybe Dags was being over-imaginative again.

"Now...let's get you a clear sheet...", Dagmar handed back the necklace to then flip through her sketch book and come to one. "You can take the page with you of course when we're done, but it'll probably be a better work surface in, now then", she handed the book over and, after a bit more considering, pulled one of her handkerchiefs for a place to set the necklace without it getting messed up or anything.

"Alright. If I can explain this properly...do you see how it...the outside sort of circles around? You just sort of copy that and make a circle, but...one like that one". Dags showed on the other side of also blank paper, with a thin charcoal, making herself go slow as she figured any teaching should. "Here", she handed another charcoal. "Oh! And I sort of skipped, sorry, not use to teaching really. While you could paint the lines too, something firmer like pencil or charcoal works best, or has for me, then going back and adding color, which I'll get to, promise" Dagmar explained with a smile before glancing to see how Annis was faring with her circle.


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« Reply #7 on: September 03, 2015, 01:25:00 PM »
"Well, normally it's Kili, but he makes himself a mess. I've never seen anyone eat pie so fast - he's always getting it round his mouth." She chortled, shaking her head at the thought - it was often that he would stain his face and the pair would spend hours down by the river trying to wash the residue away so she could send him back to Dis relatively clean, but she couldn't really be blamed for Kili's sloppiness. One day he would slow down, but she imagined that wouldn't be for quite a few years, seeing as they were both still quite young and quite content with being silly for what little time they had to be so. "But at least I was good target practice. My mother was furious at my ruined dress." The laugh that fell from her lips met her eyes, her hand holding her stomach as she felt it ache from the laughter - it had been a long time before she'd reminisced about any of the good times, often finding herself stuck indoors baking, her mother now adamant that going out simply wasn't for her daughter if she could not keep herself clean. "It's getting to the point where I'm pretty sure my mother might ban me from the princes."

When she asked about the locket, Annis' scrunched up her nose, almost smiling at the idea - her mother had gifted it to her for when she found herself a suitor, if only to put his image in there for later, and at present it was empty. "Not right now, but I imagine it will one day. I just need to find the right... someone." She nodded, handing it over to Dagmar to properly inspect. Little would she suspect that it would prove important, especially when she would hand it over to the one she loved before they disappeared on their adventures out into the world - that it would give someone a little bit of comfort that there was a girl back home waiting for them no matter what perils and monsters they might have to fight. "For now, t'is but a trinket my mother gave me in the hopes I might hurry up and find myself a husband. Though, I imagine Kili might throw a fit once I do find one." Taking the necklace back, she placed it gently on the handkerchief and then down on the grass, so she could draw without having to hold it, then gently taking the drawing items from Dagmar, who had so willingly given her them. Watching intently what the blonde was doing on the page, Annis tried to etch the drawn instructions into her mind before willing to give it a go herself. Taking up the charcoal, she used the top of the page, drawing lightly to make sure that she wasn't going to make a mess of it before turning her attentions to the middle of the page. Brown eyes studied the smallish locket that laid in the grass, taking in the sight of the ruby and it's shape - circles were supposed to be easy enough to draw, so she was thankful she had nothing more difficult than that on her person.

Her hands tried delicately to draw the circle - her face scrunched up with concentration, tongue poking out of the corner slightly as she tried to round the circle a little more - it was a difficult business, especially trying to draw an almost perfect circle freehand - only to then have to draw a larger circle around it, but the circles were going to be the least of her problems. The patterns on the actual locket would prove more difficult later when she had to come around and draw those. "Like this?" She queried, holding up the book to show Dagmar; it wasn't perfect, but surely it would do - everyone had to start out with improvements, just like Dags had pointed out her inability to form bread right - but so long as that was edible, it didn't often matter. Perhaps she could give her baking lessons at a later date - though, her secret to making lemon cakes would probably not be shared. Those lemon cakes were the only thing that made her memorable in some people's minds, and she didn't like the idea of trying to contend with someone else's cakes.
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« Reply #8 on: November 14, 2015, 05:36:29 PM »
"Well, normally it's Kili, but he makes himself a mess. I've never seen anyone eat pie so fast - he's always getting it round his mouth."

Dags giggled along with Annis, knowing full well what she was talking about! Annis and the younger prince probably saw to heading home presentable more themselves, or she aiding him, now and these days, but it seemed a problem that had plagued Kíli all along and there had been plenty of her and Fíli's own escapades and trying to avoid Dis seeing a sticky Dwarfling his older brother had allowed a sweet or two and who was now coated in it!

No doubt it was no less amusing even with Kíli older.

Dags seemed to have brought good recollections to and for Annis, as her fit of laughter showed, and it made the maiden smile brightly along with her, knowing all too well how stuffy an endless stream of gatherings and behaving could be! Dagmar wasn't sure if she herself counted for Rebellious exactly but she'd been known to toe nudge her own lines and understood their rigidity all too well!

"It's getting to the point where I'm pretty sure my mother might ban me from the princes."

Not meant too seriously perhaps, but still...

"Oh now you mustn't allow that though. I really don't know how we went this long without meeting, but from what I do know of Kíli you two are quite tight friends and if sticky pie filling is just a side effect of that", Dags giggled again though her advice was meant serious.

"Not right now, but I imagine it will one day. I just need to find the right... someone.", a simple "Ah", that understood so much. It was really a toss up that Dagmar wasn't sure the answer to of if mothers of precious rare daughters in terms of Dwarves were more determined on seeing their girls paired off properly or if the lad's mothers were more paranoid knowing being lax meant their son might miss his chance. She watched her own battle both stresses and still had no answers...

"For now, t'is but a trinket my mother gave me in the hopes I might hurry up and find myself a husband. Though, I imagine Kili might throw a fit once I do find one."

It could be taken so many ways, but somehow Dags understood, partly because she worried about Fíli's own reaction when her mother finally found her a candidate for a suitor among her list. Yet...that was different somehow...or on Dags' end she felt it was and her stomach tightened for a whole different reason than childhood joys and freedom to be around a friend.

Was there a sort of hope in the fit she knew Fíli himself would throw when her day came?...no...it would no doubt just be a friend's stubborn denial as well...

As lessons progressed, Dags came to see just how bad of a teacher she made! She just...couldn't...explain it properly at all! She should have started her off with something physical, if not the locket, to trace around...instead of having her go free form about it

Still, Annis did quite well, teacher error aside!

"Like this?"

"Yes, exactly like that!". Ok...so there were lumps in the circle same as in some of the loafs Dags attempted, but she wouldn't have gotten anywhere if Liv pointed out the glaring defaults rather than simply praised the good in it and showed where maybe a better circle of bread could be got to. Motherly biased may have seen the bread as better than it was when Dags was younger anyway.

But really, Annis circle wasn't as bad as Dags' loaves had been.

{I know she should probably go on and explain next about the smaller circle within blah blah, but didn't want to rush past ~}
« Last Edit: November 14, 2015, 05:40:17 PM by Dagmar »


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Re: Any Friend of Yours
« Reply #9 on: January 23, 2016, 04:26:53 AM »
"You're quite right, I shouldn't allow for it but my woman is a fierce woman. I'm pretty sure a rolling pin is just an extension of her arm!" The giggles continued, the young brunette shaking her bouncy locks as she thought of her mother chasing her father around the kitchen with the utensil for repeatedly letting his daughter sneak out the back door whenever she was baking. Folding her hands in her lap for a minute, she turned her cognacs to look at the world around her – how peaceful it felt to be away from the shouts of her mother and the tittering of her father as he was being scolded for yet again allowing his daughter to 'run amok'. ”But I must say, she may not be far wrong. Kíli, despite being a prince, isn't exactly the best of influences.” Neither was Fíli, the more she thought about it, but at least when she needed him to be, he was helpful, and generally very well mannered. That played in her favour more often than not, and she could easily argue her way out of that with her mother – though, the berry incident had hardly helped her argument with the blasted woman.

It did not do to dwell on how Kíli might respond to Annis finding a suitor; the more she thought on it, the more she was certain it wouldn't sit well with the dwarven prince. Not that he had feelings for her – no, quite the contrary – it was more than he did not see that anyone would be good enough for his friend, and that was both a blessing and a curse. What if Miss Annis found herself what she deemed and appropriate suitor, but in the eyes of Kíli, he might not be so. Perhaps should such a time come, she may not seek the permission of her friend, but rather that of his brother, who would be less biased about it. Turning her attentions back to her circle, she looked down comparatively towards her locked before back to the page before her, quirking an eyebrow as she did so. Pausing for a second, twiddling the pencil in her fingers, she leant over the page and placed her eyes back on the blond she was sat with, offering her a smile. ”Next Tuesday my mother will be at market with father. Perhaps you could come over and we could bake? Send you home, or to Fíli, with a cake or two.”

What kind of friend would Annis be if she didn't make an effort to befriend those who associated themselves with the princes, plus the added bonus of her mother being out meant that if the pair were to make a mess, they should not be scolded for such. It was the least she could do, especially for the free drawing lessons that she was getting – though, she did not imagine she'd be quite as good at drawing as she was at her relatively neat handwriting.
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Re: Any Friend of Yours
« Reply #10 on: January 31, 2016, 09:55:15 PM »
There were many women about Ered Luin whom one would hesitate to cross. Most of them in fact, for one reason or another, and the ones of Liv and Ragna's peer group (or the women exclusively!) were no exceptions and possibly even the rules. Of course, Dags' mother's way of getting things done was a different, more subtle brand than what she'd heard Annis' mother employed.

Dagmar wasn't sure if her commenting on Lady Ragna would be a step to far though, after all a daughter's entitlement gave much leeway that another didn't also hold, but the blond gave a back-up giggle to her new friend's words on her mother.

It was hard to argue where Dags knew Annis and her comment on Kíli's influence came from...the younger prince especially was known to at times be the worst on bad ideas and knowing where lines sat, such as that proper young maidens should not return home muddy, though Fíli had of course erred there as well. As inclined as she was to say it all mattered so very little, Dags knew in a way it did.

No of course Lady Ragna wouldn't stand even one of the Line of Durin standing in the way of her daughter and further matches, especially as he was obviously not in the running to be one himself. Small things in the way Annis spoke showed this, as to where the maiden's affections and how she thought on the prince lie, though perhaps it was not actually as clear to Annis' mother. Dagmar had yet to be introduced one on one to her own mother's peer so in fact didn't know how she might view it, but for Annis own words.

”Next Tuesday my mother will be at market with father. Perhaps you could come over and we could bake? Send you home, or to Fíli, with a cake or two.”

Why did the thought of showing and explaining to Fíli about her lopsided cake (which anything mostly made by her would probably look like, Annis' expert tutelage aside) threaten to color Dags' cheeks so?! Still the maiden smiled and nodded. "That sounds just fine! Thankyou again Annis! And don't worry, I shall do all I can to not mess up your mother's kitchen and leave it just as I entered it".

But then from cakes baked at home, as joint efforts with her brothers, Dags knew this was a bit hard to accomplish...still she and even Annis were not Dwarflings anymore, it...had to be...somewhat do-able....

"Oh! But I should get on with my part, shouldn't I? And continue showing in pay-back", Dags glanced to the sketch and Annis' locket again, then rummaged in her bag again. "Also, here, I am so sorry, afraid I don't make much of any sort of good teacher, I should have looked for something to help with the bigger circle, though in fact perhaps have very little, but as for that in the center...I maybe have something to help, even I use stencils all the time and you don't have to do everything freehand...", Dags semi-rattled on before pulling what she sought, "Ah! Here we go!".

It was a perfectly round cookie-cutter, looking just perfect in size for going with the larger circle and proportions of what Annis already had. Dagmar giggled, "Imagine that, combining as it were! Here, if you place that there in the center I think it should help just nicely for the jewel...then it's just about the same thing, you...trace around the inside...sorry I know it sounds self-explanatory and I don't mean to insult by over explaining, I'll no doubt be asking every small thing during our baking session", Dags giggled again.

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Re: Any Friend of Yours
« Reply #11 on: February 14, 2016, 06:53:36 PM »
”Don't worry about the kitchen – my mother cares very little for the mess of cooking. It's the mess of mud on perfectly good dresses that drives her up the wall... I swear the last time I got a dress mucky, steam came out of her ears.” The brunette began laughing hard at the image that she had just drawn up in her mind, shaking her head and allowing her locks to bounce every which way they fancied around her head. Teaching Dagmar to cook would certainly be a pleasure for little Annis, because that meant she could pass her knowledge on to someone else rather than having to hold it in and keep it all to herself until such a time that she bore a man a daughter. Taking the cookie cutter from her hand, the young lady quirked her brow, somewhat confused as to how the cutter could be use for anything other than cutting those delicious baked goods – but all the same, she did as she was told, using the object to draw another circle. It was beginning to look a little like her locket... wasn't it? At least that was what Annis was hoping, but she wasn't ever going to be as advanced at drawing as her companion. That was the thing wasn't it? Some people were born for fighting, others baking, and others to be fantastic artists. Clearly Dagmar's skill was in the latter. ”No, no that's fine. I'd much rather be asked the small things than for you to pretend you know what I'm talking about. So I appreciate that you're taking the time to explain it properly to me.” As it were, Annis began to try and tidy up the circles that she had attempted herself, unsatisfied that they were less than perfect. The young lady wasn't much of a perfectionist to anything unless it was her cooking – but she was trying her hardest to treat this as if she were baking something new.

Annis had just been getting right into her lesson when she heard the screeched tones of her mother calling on the wind, and almost winced. That woman was determined to chain the young maiden to the house, but for a change, Annis' dress would not be tattered, and she would go back home in the state that she had left it – that accounted for something, didn't it? With a sigh, she handed the drawing things back and rose from her seat, dusting down her dress and folding her hands before her, offering Dagmar a small smile. ”I've got to go, else I fear her beard might fall out with stress.” Nodding, she smoothed out her skirt, checking herself over once more before browns looked back up to Dags. ”Thank you for the lesson, I'll come back for another or five, if it suits you of course. I mean, you don't have to feel obliged or anything... I just enjoy the company really.” She chuckled, nodding to herself before turning on her heels and starting to head towards the shouts of her very irate mother. ”Oh! And drop by whenever you feel like.. I'm sure my mother will be rather pleased to see the face of another lady.” Those were her last words before she started running, hearing the bubbling shriek of her name being called once more – if there was anything Ragna could be known for, it was certainly her impatience!

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