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Snowdog · 05-10-2003, 04:09 PM

As she continued to walk around the room with the last of the sandwiches she caught the unmistakably sweet smell of southern star pipe weed wafting through the room. She looked around for the source of the smell it was coming from two men sat by the fire, she walked over and offered them the last of the sandwiches. "hmmm, Southern star" she said inhaling the sweet aroma and smiling warmly. Putting the tray on a small table next to them, she extended her hand saying "My name is Léspheria Denfëa from Rivendell and I shall be helping out around the inn for a time". still smiling she asked "Do you mind if I join you?"
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'Please do Lady Léspheria Denfëa of Rivendell.'

Silvanis nodded, stood and smiled as a hand took the pipe from his lips while the other took her hand gently.

'I'm Silvanis of many places and I am pleased to meet you this day.'

he spoke softly as he stepped toward her to pull the chair from the table.

'And I thank thee for this sandwich, for it os the first food I've had in many months that I had not prepared myself.'

She sat and he moved her chair in to the table slightly before returning to his seat.

'Surely Lady Léspheria you know Derufin. for like you he is in the employ of the Inn.'

Silvanis relit his pipe with another small tinder, and noted the fire had burned down some, so he turned and lifted a fair sized log from the pile and set it amongst the embers and log ends. The flame started to grow with some sizzle and pops, and Silvanis watched as its orange glow complimented the dim table lamps. The draft was leaking a little smoke for the wind was blowing at a fair pace outside.

Sitting back down and tipping the last of his ale, Silvanis looked to Lady Léspheria and said,

'So what brings Lady Léspheria from fair Rivendell to work at this Inn? And maybe you could remind the busy innkeeper I have yet to aquire a room for the night, or can you assign me one yourself?'

Silvanis motioned his empty tankard to the serving maid in a sign it needed refilled. She came by with a pitcher and poured a foamy helping before him...

05-10-2003, 04:09 PM	#522
Snowdog Emperor of the South Pole Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: The Western Shore of Lake Evendim Posts: 646	As she continued to walk around the room with the last of the sandwiches she caught the unmistakably sweet smell of southern star pipe weed wafting through the room. She looked around for the source of the smell it was coming from two men sat by the fire, she walked over and offered them the last of the sandwiches. "hmmm, Southern star" she said inhaling the sweet aroma and smiling warmly. Putting the tray on a small table next to them, she extended her hand saying "My name is Léspheria Denfëa from Rivendell and I shall be helping out around the inn for a time". still smiling she asked "Do you mind if I join you?" `` 'Please do Lady Léspheria Denfëa of Rivendell.' Silvanis nodded, stood and smiled as a hand took the pipe from his lips while the other took her hand gently. 'I'm Silvanis of many places and I am pleased to meet you this day.' he spoke softly as he stepped toward her to pull the chair from the table. 'And I thank thee for this sandwich, for it os the first food I've had in many months that I had not prepared myself.' She sat and he moved her chair in to the table slightly before returning to his seat. 'Surely Lady Léspheria you know Derufin. for like you he is in the employ of the Inn.' Silvanis relit his pipe with another small tinder, and noted the fire had burned down some, so he turned and lifted a fair sized log from the pile and set it amongst the embers and log ends. The flame started to grow with some sizzle and pops, and Silvanis watched as its orange glow complimented the dim table lamps. The draft was leaking a little smoke for the wind was blowing at a fair pace outside. Sitting back down and tipping the last of his ale, Silvanis looked to Lady Léspheria and said, 'So what brings Lady Léspheria from fair Rivendell to work at this Inn? And maybe you could remind the busy innkeeper I have yet to aquire a room for the night, or can you assign me one yourself?' Silvanis motioned his empty tankard to the serving maid in a sign it needed refilled. She came by with a pitcher and poured a foamy helping before him...