[Mattius]

"Look around you!" Jack said standing up straight. "Markets, taverns and more markets. I don't belong here. This place is like a slow death by boredom!" The three of them frowned at him. The group had lived in the Dale all their life except for the elf and loved it dearly. Indeed, the elf had no problem with it either. Jack noticed their faces.

"Look," he said refilling Arethin's mug and handing it to him, "its not that I don't love this place but my plan is such that if I find someplace other that I like outside of this town then I will call it my own and leave the Dale forever."

Just then Rosfin walked back in looking down at his waist and buckling his belt. He placed two hands on the bar stool which was about the same height as himself and with a great effort managed to haul himself up.

"Keep 'em comming barkeep!" he said nudging his empty mug to Jack. Jack placed his hand on Arethin's shoulder,

"I am sorry to upset you and I would loved to be proved wrong about the book but I only believe in what I can see." Arethin looked at him and nodded. Jack smiled back before turning to the dwarf. "Certainly Master Dwarf, bard and loremaster of the Kingdom of Erebor!! You grace my family's tavern with your presence!" Rosfin laughed gruffly before knocking back the pint.

[ February 12, 2003: Message edited by: Mattius ]