While the orthers where busy getting the stranger to his bed.The main room was almost empty he made his way to the stranger.
"Hello there" he said as he sat down the many cups and things on his table but no one there.
He than took out two large old books from his satchel.One said Rivendale the top in gold the book was a deep and red.The orther said Lothlorien in silver pale blue was the color of this book.They where ancient books on the history and songs of the two Elf havens.
He began to read the strangers payed no mind to him but noticed the titels of the books.Stil the strangers face was unmoved and almost as stone.
"Strange now is't it one could not get any rest here.My journys took me to the blue mountains I was there this morning gathering my pipe weed.I set out at dawn and arrived here at sundown" hsaid as he yawned and read his marked place intensly.
"Ah now here I am so late it is for me.Now how is it some one of your kind should be so quit.I have never met any elf quite like you before"while he said this he turned the page.
He lit a pipe and siped his wine and
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