She started to listen around the inn, her elven ears hearing more than any human.
"I don't want to scare you or anything. Just tell me... do you know the current location of your friend Odo Draggins? He is a nasty, foul little murderer..."
She refrained from turning around to see who spoke. Quietly she sipped her drink, not wanting to bring trouble to the inn.
[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Laiquendi ]
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My name is Lalaith, i am an Elven exile, living with the Dunedain of the North. I can disapeare for days at a time so be warned. I appeare when and if i chose.
I amar prestar aen, Han mathon ne nen, Han mathon ne chae, A han noston ned wilith.
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