[Fool Of A Took]

Finrod

Aramil suddenly fell of his stool and hit his head. Finrod got worried and helped him up. "Are you alright?" Finrod asked. Aramil seemed dizzy and when he tried to stand up alone, he just tottered. So Finrod grabbed his arm and walked him back to his stool. "Where...?" Aramil finally said and looked at Finrod as he had seen him before. He seemed to not recognize Finrod. "I am Aramil the Great, King of the Shire!" he proclaimed to Finrod. "And what is your name my noble knight?" Finrod shook his head slowly and turned to the bartender. "A glas of water to my frined please" he said.

Finrod wasn't used with men that got drunk, but he knew that water a little helped. I guess it's no idea to introduce myself again to him, he won't remember it later when isn't drunk anymore, he thought. He gave Aramil the glas of water and Aramil drank it. Aramil were tottering again, but Finrod helped him to sit at his stool. "No more ale for you" Finrod said and sighed. Now what am I going to do, he thought, I am standing here with a drunk man that cant even stand up, and I can't just leave him. I guess I have to stay here until he can walk whitout help again. So Finrod sat down at his own stool beside Aramil again.

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