[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman walked over to the table where Lesperia, Derufin and Silvanis. She wasnt keen on being beckoned like that by the elf, but then she had offered to help around the place.

"Good day all." She nodded to them.

"Is it possible I can get a room?" Here Silvanis spoke up.

Aman turned to him. "Im sorry, I thought Cook already sorted you out in that area?"

Silvanis shook his head, and Aman shook her head. "Must be me then. I've had a few things on my mind recently." She inclined her head towards the bar, indicating that Silvanis should follow her. "One of the first floor rooms I think. This one has a view out to the Shire, a very pretty little room. Alright?"

Silvanis replied in the affirmative and Aman went on, using the businesslike tone she had picked up from Cook. "5 silver please, paid in advance, thankyou. Meals are included, but drinks are not." She rolled her eyes, giving a mock sigh. "Get a few too many sly, old hobbits taking advantage of that one!"

Silvani grinned, digging in his pockets and coming up with a leather pouch from which he found five silver pennies, dropping them into Aman's slim hand. She smiled back, then slid the Inn Log over the bar. Snowdog signed his name in scrawled Tengwar script.

"Thank you...Aman, was it?"

"Thats right." Aman slipped the silver into the wooden till under the bar then turned back to Silvanis. "So, what brings you to the dragon? Have you travelled far?"