[Amanaduial the archer]

Nariah Alderleaf listened with interest to the conversation from near a table in the corner. So at last someone was going to do something about the wargs...and all sorts had turned up she realised, gazing around. Her eyes caught that of a young man, smiling slightly. Flustered at having been caught evesdropping and not doing what she was meant to be, Nariah bent over the tabel again, arduously polishing it.

"Lady, I cant help noticing that you have been polishing that table for the past ten minutes." She looked up into the eyes of Fin. He turned back to the crowd around Gaddy. "And there is quite a lack of women...?"

Nariah bit her lip as she considered. She had dreamed of quests, met the elves, saved kings since she saw little, but the real thing...and Butterbur probably wouldnt be to happy about it either...

Making up her mind in a sudden moment, she put down the cloth she was holding and held up her hand, catching Gaddys attention. "Excuse me, sir hobbit, but I think I should like to join you." She felt eyes on her and tried desperately not to blush as she fiddled with her apron strings. "Please?"

Gaddy surveyed the slender young waitress with quite a bit of doubt. "Are you sure Nariah? Do you even know how to use a weapon?"

Well, at least thats one thing I can safely say. "I can use a bow with quite considerable aim, Mr Furbarrow."

"Aye that she can Mr Furbarrow. Shes got rid of many a troublesome scavenger around here." Nariah turned, surprised to hear Butterbur backing her up; she hadnt thought hed want to lose a waitress. He smiled at her and turned back to a customer. Gaddy inspected her for a moment more before nodding.

"Alright then Nariah. WE will be glad of your company."

She smiled gratefully and was about to reply when an elderly hobbit she recognised as Elred burst in breathlessly...

[ December 08, 2002: Message edited by: Amanaduial the archer ]