Takua
Peony looked over to the dwarf, who didn't even seem to notice she had left. "My companion is as grumpy as ever tonight. Sleeping all day was not enough for him I suppose." Takua gave a half smile; her own father was much the same way. He could have slept, non-stop, through the entire War, and still woken as grumpy as a troll. "But please," Peony went on, "tell me of yourself."
"I am a Ranger." Peony's eyes lighted excitedly. "I reported to Minas Anor for a short time, then returned here with a handful of others. The northern kingdom must not be completely unguarded. But I am only passing through this place..." Takua thought this a very uninteresting account of herself, but Peony seemed intrigued enough by it. Takua, herself, however, had never been adept at divulging personal information readily, and so turned the conversation away from herself again.
"Now, tell me something of yourself, Miss Peony."
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