Soronume had been absent of the inn of late, though not the Shire. When he had left his table briefly, Niniel seemed to have made new company with as fair a maiden as herself, and seemed quite content with she, despite her somewhat introverted self. Soronume had thought it best to leave her, for a while, and since the departure of his own aquaintance, had taken Salixrana off from the village.
Day and night had passed, several times by Soronume's reckoning, though that had not bothered him. He would walk or ride by day then rest under the moonlit sky looking upon the stars.
It was far past night now and the sun of mid-day was slowly moving across the sky. Tredding back the worn paths to the inn kicking the dust up with the toe of his scuffed boots, Soronume was contemplating what it was that kept bringing him back here. He didn't take him long to realise.
A young woman rushed past him as he stepped inside, causing Soronume to fall back on his step. Supporting himself with his hand against the thick wooden beam of the doorframe he righted himself, and quickly moved out of the way. Brushing hair from his face he glanced across the room for familiar faces. The Lady Elwen and her companion it seemed had departed in his absence, but Niniel remained. However not in the company he had left her with. Men this time.
He walked over, his footfall hardly creating a sound to be heard. Placing a hand out he touched Niniel on the shoulder, "Pardon the intrusion m'lady." Niniel started at this, almost losing grip of the drink she held tightly in her hands. Soronume quickly drew back his hand. Niniel turned to him, but did not recognise his face for it was hidden in shadow.
The man sat with the lady Niniel drew closer to the table and was ready to make some comment, unsavoury as was more likely. Soronume stepped back, and in doing so his hood fell to his shoulders and his dark hair fell loose about his face. "I'm sorry m'lady, I did not meant to startle you."
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