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piosenniel · 12-09-2002, 03:41 PM

An impish glint passed quickly through the Elf’s eyes as the words ‘Parin Foot-in-your-mouth’ were spoken. ‘I think I’m going to like this one.’ she chuckled to herself. ‘Reminds me much of myself.’ She looked the Dwarf over thoroughly. ‘She’s still so young, for all her Dwarven years. Little does she know that the rough edges never wear off completely. The ones worthy of friendship and respect accept you as you are.’ She sighed, thinking how long a road this had been for her.

Her reverie was broken by a satisfied sigh and the sounds of Nop perfuming himself with the juices of the tasty meal as he licked his paws issued from beneath the table. ‘Well, there’s a satisfied diner for you!’ laughed the Elf again, and this time the Dwarf joined in - hesitantly, at first, then heartily.

The ice seemingly broken between the two women, they chatted amiably while Pio finished the foods set before her. Parin wondered at the amount of food the slender Elf tucked away. Pio glanced up, having heard the unvoiced question.

‘It’s the twins.’ she remarked, as if Parin had spoken aloud. ‘There are times I am so famished I could eat my way through the ship’s larder and still poke through the storeroom hoping to find more.’ She poured a little water in her wine, and sat back comfortably, her long legs propped comfortably on a chair.

Dwarin stood across the room and waved frantically at Parin, her back to him. Pio waved casually at him, watching his face turn red. She leaned toward Parin. ‘I do believe your employer has some urgent task for you.’ She pointed to the now spluttering Inkeeper, who glared their way, hands on hips. ‘Tell him that you had a special request from me, and that you took time to get it aright.’

She leaned toward Parin, speaking low. ‘I do have a guest coming soon, and I have heard she is partial to honeyed mead. Will you see if the Green Dragon’s stores hold such, and perhaps put together some savories to go with it? I would have her in a temperate mood when we speak.’

Pio watched as the Innkeeper strode toward her table. She saw Parin take a course back to the kitchen which avoided meeting with him. The Elf winked at the Innkeeper, and waved again as he drew near to her table.

12-09-2002, 03:41 PM	#260
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	An impish glint passed quickly through the Elf’s eyes as the words ‘Parin Foot-in-your-mouth’ were spoken. ‘I think I’m going to like this one.’ she chuckled to herself. ‘Reminds me much of myself.’ She looked the Dwarf over thoroughly. ‘She’s still so young, for all her Dwarven years. Little does she know that the rough edges never wear off completely. The ones worthy of friendship and respect accept you as you are.’ She sighed, thinking how long a road this had been for her. Her reverie was broken by a satisfied sigh and the sounds of Nop perfuming himself with the juices of the tasty meal as he licked his paws issued from beneath the table. ‘Well, there’s a satisfied diner for you!’ laughed the Elf again, and this time the Dwarf joined in - hesitantly, at first, then heartily. The ice seemingly broken between the two women, they chatted amiably while Pio finished the foods set before her. Parin wondered at the amount of food the slender Elf tucked away. Pio glanced up, having heard the unvoiced question. ‘It’s the twins.’ she remarked, as if Parin had spoken aloud. ‘There are times I am so famished I could eat my way through the ship’s larder and still poke through the storeroom hoping to find more.’ She poured a little water in her wine, and sat back comfortably, her long legs propped comfortably on a chair. Dwarin stood across the room and waved frantically at Parin, her back to him. Pio waved casually at him, watching his face turn red. She leaned toward Parin. ‘I do believe your employer has some urgent task for you.’ She pointed to the now spluttering Inkeeper, who glared their way, hands on hips. ‘Tell him that you had a special request from me, and that you took time to get it aright.’ She leaned toward Parin, speaking low. ‘I do have a guest coming soon, and I have heard she is partial to honeyed mead. Will you see if the Green Dragon’s stores hold such, and perhaps put together some savories to go with it? I would have her in a temperate mood when we speak.’ Pio watched as the Innkeeper strode toward her table. She saw Parin take a course back to the kitchen which avoided meeting with him. The Elf winked at the Innkeeper, and waved again as he drew near to her table. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.