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Bredan sat there with his drink, looking at it more than drinking it. He had been thinking how lovely Aman was, both fair of speech and looks.

"I wondor if she is ok", he said just before taking a sip of his drink.

He was never a really big drinker, it always seemed to get him into trouble, but he thought he deserved this one for all the walking he had done, and besides, she gave it to me. This was one of the best ales he had ever had though, a kind of fruity reviving taste it had, in his reckoning

The lady came out of the door, patrolling the bar and smiling and having small talk with the customers, alot from different races. As she came near him he took a breath to speak.

"My name is Bredan of Gondor, and i am in your service if you can give me accomadation?"

The outburst that came out of his mouth seemed to shock him, but he liked it her and wanted to stay, he needed a rest and this seemed the best place.