[Eladain Moruviel]

As Delphinous walked the street after his meeting with the officer, a flood of thoughts ran through his mind. “What if this guy is already dead? What good to me is he then?” There was of course the twenty thousand gold for just going, that would be enough for him to live on for a while, but still…

Before he knew it, he had reached the Hollowdale Swan Inn. It was a respectable looking place, and Del had been too far worse on his many hunts. He checked the scrap of paper Eladain had given him, yes; this was the place for sure. So he walked in, and was first met by the smells of tobacco and ale, a familiar smell to Del: one that reminded him of home.

He stalked up to the bar and ordered a stout, glancing around the room as he did so. He noticed a man, hooded and cloaked, talking to the Innkeeper and one of his customers. “A Ranger” he decided, ”but what’s he doing in these parts I wonder? No business if mine at any rate” and so he went back to sipping his drink.

Several drinks later, Del started to wonder if perhaps no one would show, and the fact that he didn't even know who he was supposed to be meeting made it all the worse. But he would be patient, as he always was; something would happen and he would just have to wait until it did. “You haven’t made it this far in life by being hasty!” he told himself.

After a while, he paid his bill “My last coin” he muttered to himself as he walked over to the corner and sat down. He would just have to wait and let things turn out as they should. he started getting drowsy, he hadn’t slept and several days, but now was no time for sleep.

After what seemed like an eternity, a goldenhaired lass walked over to him and motioned for him to follow her. He stood up and stretched nonchalantly, and started to follow. “So tell me lass” he said as they walked,“you must be Maen?”

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