[Manardariel]

Cool it down a bit, girl Eorlyn thought. She was collecting odd looks from Reed and Ros alike, and poor Rhys seemed rather... confused. The girl sat up straight and pushed her braids back in a reserved sort of manner.

"Oh, my father is from Rohan. I myself have never lived there.. unforunately. I am told it is far easier for girls there. I had to run away from home to become a ranger´s student... If you say you worked in stables, you must be good with horses. Is that so?"

He shrugged. "I prefer swords, and having my feet on the ground. But if you are a daughter of Rohan, I guess you´ll eat me alive for that remark?"

Eorlyn laughed. "Gondorians have a wierd impression of my father´s people. I wouldn´t eat you alive... though of course your opinion is most unclear to me. That is where my Rohirrim side breaks through. Say, I´ve been curious about this all along. What exactly is The Order of the Black Rose? I mean, do you know what people do there?"

[ May 24, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]