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piosenniel · 01-20-2003, 01:15 PM

‘Turgon, is it?’ said Pio, coming to stand at the Dwarf’s table. She sat down to be eye level with him. ‘My name is Piosenniel, or Pio, if you prefer. The Innkeeper here at present.’ She put another full, foaming pint of ale before him, wiping the table of his spills as she set it down.

‘I understand you have been inquiring after Dwarin. He has gone away for a while, some private business. None know when he might return – we have had no word from him.’ She looked him squarely in the eye and went on. Until then, you will have to deal with me. A not unpleasant experience, I might add, unless you intend to cause trouble in my Inn or on its grounds.’ She reached out her hand and put it on his as he raised the flagon to his lips. ‘Do we have an understanding concerning this, Master Dwarf?’ the sleeve of her shirt fell back slightly, giving a glimpse of the knife in its sheath secured to her forearm.

Pio called a passing server to the table, directing them to find something for Turgon to eat. ‘Best you get something in that belly of yours, to sop up the quantitiy of ale you have put there. If you would like, I will find you a room should you need to sleep it off later.’

[ January 20, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

01-20-2003, 01:15 PM	#174
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	‘Turgon, is it?’ said Pio, coming to stand at the Dwarf’s table. She sat down to be eye level with him. ‘My name is Piosenniel, or Pio, if you prefer. The Innkeeper here at present.’ She put another full, foaming pint of ale before him, wiping the table of his spills as she set it down. ‘I understand you have been inquiring after Dwarin. He has gone away for a while, some private business. None know when he might return – we have had no word from him.’ She looked him squarely in the eye and went on. Until then, you will have to deal with me. A not unpleasant experience, I might add, unless you intend to cause trouble in my Inn or on its grounds.’ She reached out her hand and put it on his as he raised the flagon to his lips. ‘Do we have an understanding concerning this, Master Dwarf?’ the sleeve of her shirt fell back slightly, giving a glimpse of the knife in its sheath secured to her forearm. Pio called a passing server to the table, directing them to find something for Turgon to eat. ‘Best you get something in that belly of yours, to sop up the quantitiy of ale you have put there. If you would like, I will find you a room should you need to sleep it off later.’ [ January 20, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.