[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman, hearing the chilled woman's voice as she steered Hawthorne towards the bar. She smiled and her eyebrows shot up, totally surprised.

"Good grief, my dear, I'm certainly not the mayor of a land of little people!" She grinned and the woman looked suddenly and acutely embarrassed. Seeking to sooth her embarrasment and hoping she hadn't offended the woman, she came around the bar. Hawthorne took the chance to scurry away to see to a customers order, and the Innkeeper watched for a moment, satisfied at the enthusiasm which the hobbit lass was showing. "Nay, I'm not Mayor; that would be Master Samwise Gamgee, the well-dressed, kindly individual you just saw leave. An excellent man, well liked as well as respected, and the father of a fine troupe of children," she added as further explanation, just a little background. The woman's eyes narrowed and Aman nodded, guessing what was coming next. "Aye, the same Samwise Gamgee that joined Frodo Baggins those years ago right into the heart of Mount Doom."

The woman seemed interested even, and it didn't just seem to be the polite interest she showed in customers. Aman felt herself warming to the woman - something certainly needed to, she still looked chilled to the bone. "I am the Innkeeper at the 'Dragon, although I hail from Rohan. I am not one of the little people, short though I may be," she smiled. "Still, this is the place I call my home now - and what about you? You spoke of this place being very different from your home. May I ask where that it?"