Eruwen sat listening very intensely to all of the commotion around her. It was very loud in the inn. Many people came to the bar and left. Then one Elf came to the bar. He sat down and started talking to the innkeeper, Dwarin. She did not take too much notice to him, but his voice seemed to rise above the noise of the inn. She heard him say something about the Blue Mountains.
She turned toward the Elf. "The Blue Mountains?" she said suddenly. The Elf looked up from the map and at Eruwen. "Yes," he said not really sure of the question being asked him.
"You mean the same ones once called Ered Luin?" Eruwen answered. The Elf nodded. "I am traveling there as well---to see a family member of mine who traveled there many years ago."
Eruwen paused for a moment. "Uh, I mean, I'm sorry for intruding," she said. "I just overheard you say that to Master Dwarin here, and I was quite shocked to hear of someone traveling the same road as I. Not many around here are."
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