Lalaith walked over to a coat hook and hung her wet cloak on a spare hook. She returned to the bar.
"You don't happen to have anymore of that warm wine do you. I've taken a liking to it." She asked Aman.
"Sure" replied Aman, returning with a mug of fresh hot wine.
Lalaith turned to see someone coming down the stairs.
"Coffee?" Aman said to her. Lalaith studies her carefully, she had a worried look in her eyes as she turned to face Lalaith, who nodded a greeting. She tucked a loose braid behind her ear again. She seemed to be having trouble with that piece and made a mental note to re-do her hair later, when she had a spare moment.
She lent forward and spoke quietly to Nahai, "You're called Nahai are you not? Someone by the name of Nannaliel was looking for you last night."
Lalaith looked at her eyes widen, she started to look even more worried. Lalaith smiled reasuringly.
"Do not worry" she looked and nodded to Aman, "You're well protected here"
Even so, Lalaith loosened the lock on her sword's sheath.
[ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Laiquendi ]
[ May 05, 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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