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Nerindel · 05-03-2003, 05:20 PM

After Dancing with the charming Findorfin the previous day, Nerindel had received a message, That there was some trouble in Ithilien and she was to see if the rangers needed some help? groaning That she thought the rangers were capable of looking after themselves, she left.

As it happened the Rangers had managed to sort the problem out themselves,'Thank goodness they didn't need my help, I don't know what I could have done is this flimsy thing and me with no sword'she Blushed looking down at her gossamar dress.It had started raining so one of the rangers kindly gave her his weather stained cloak, she thanked him and she rode as quick as she could back to the party.

When she finally arrived, she had the cloak wrapped tightly around her with the hood up, she was now wet and very cold. Shivering she went to the bar, to get something warm to drink. "A Lorien slammer" she shouted across the bar, the bar man slid the small shot across the bar to her she caught it and downed it in one go, she felt the drink slowly warming her insides She slid the glass back "another please", the bar man smiled and poured her another. Feeling warmer now she pushed back her hood and her long dark hair fell about her shoulders, some of the Elanor flowers around her head were now slightly crushed.

She took her glass and turned around to see who was about tonight.

[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]

05-03-2003, 05:20 PM	#712
Nerindel Spirited Weaver of Fates Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In an endless sea of dreams! Posts: 827	After Dancing with the charming Findorfin the previous day, Nerindel had received a message, That there was some trouble in Ithilien and she was to see if the rangers needed some help? groaning That she thought the rangers were capable of looking after themselves, she left. As it happened the Rangers had managed to sort the problem out themselves,'Thank goodness they didn't need my help, I don't know what I could have done is this flimsy thing and me with no sword'she Blushed looking down at her gossamar dress.It had started raining so one of the rangers kindly gave her his weather stained cloak, she thanked him and she rode as quick as she could back to the party. When she finally arrived, she had the cloak wrapped tightly around her with the hood up, she was now wet and very cold. Shivering she went to the bar, to get something warm to drink. "A Lorien slammer" she shouted across the bar, the bar man slid the small shot across the bar to her she caught it and downed it in one go, she felt the drink slowly warming her insides She slid the glass back "another please", the bar man smiled and poured her another. Feeling warmer now she pushed back her hood and her long dark hair fell about her shoulders, some of the Elanor flowers around her head were now slightly crushed. She took her glass and turned around to see who was about tonight. [ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ] __________________ "Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.