[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman eyed the man suspiciously, but didn't throw him out - she's had a fair amount of marriage proposals as such, and the novelty had worn off somewhat; although he was drunk, he wasn't insensible; he was acting perfectly decently towards Crystal. Those three things being as they were, Aman decided to leave the hobbit be for the time being.

Drifting along the bar slightly not too far, she looked along the room to another newcomer who had come in, a weary looking and slightly scruffy individual who looked as though the increasingly windy weather of the progressing afternoon had not been especially kind to him. The man didn't notice her though, and seemed in no particular hurry to get a drink; she would go over to him in a minute.

Checking on the pair one last time before she would go over to the solitary, windswept individual, Aman raised her eyebrows. "Another drink?"

The good-natured hobbit grinned amiably. "Oh, aye!"

Aman half-smiled at him - possibly he wasn't so drunk as he made out then. She turned her gaze to meet one so similar. "And can I get anything for you?" she inquired of Crystal.