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littlemanpoet · 03-14-2005, 02:50 PM

Uien and Falowik had just settled down at table with Derufin, Zimzi, Denegal and Benat, when Mithalwen came up to them with a pleasant greeting for all; but Uien heard in her mind the thought of the Elf-woman of Lindon.

Uien, you are a healer , may I have your counsel...?

Uien nodded to Mithalwen, rose and excused herself, and followed her across the Common Room to a pair of young hobbit folk sitting in a window seat, with a grown up hobbit who was scowling mighitly at the two Elf-women as they approached. The little hobbit lass was as cute as a button, and the boy would have been in boyish fashion except for his weak and bent legs. Uien's heart went out to him. Then the grown up hobbit's thoughts raged loudly within range of her perception.

Falco Headstrong, you are jealous of the Elf woman and you know it. It's not me, I'm not in the least jealous of the kind things she has done. If she went and did something of her own accord I would be very pleased that she had done so. But she has only ever stepped in front of me to do what I had already offered and agreed to do. Now, Falco, don't you think that is just a wee bit ridiculous? No, Mother, I don't.

Uien sent her thought to Mithalwen. There is more healing to be done here than one pair of legs. Mithalwen nodded, a little wide-eyed at the not so well disguised rage of Falco.

"Hello, Marigold," Uien said. "I remember you from yesterday, so curious about marriage. Did you get all your questions answered?"

"No, but I will!"

Uien laughed. "Hello, Rory. Would you like some help from us, and Mr. Headstrong here, to see if we can help make your legs stronger?"

He nodded shyly, and Uien smiled warmly, holding her tears of sympathy back with all her will. She turned to the irascible hobbit with the good heart.

"Good day to you, Mr. Falco Headstrong. I am Uien of Lorien."

"Hullo," he said curtly, suspicion in his eye.

"I have been known to help a few folk who were ill, to become well again."

"Rory's not sick," Falco protested, "he just cannot walk."

Uien nodded. "I think it admirable that you want to help Rory. I would like to also, and so would Mithalwen. Do you think there is some way the three of us might work together to do that?"

03-14-2005, 02:50 PM	#1575
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Uien meets Rory Uien and Falowik had just settled down at table with Derufin, Zimzi, Denegal and Benat, when Mithalwen came up to them with a pleasant greeting for all; but Uien heard in her mind the thought of the Elf-woman of Lindon. Uien, you are a healer , may I have your counsel...? Uien nodded to Mithalwen, rose and excused herself, and followed her across the Common Room to a pair of young hobbit folk sitting in a window seat, with a grown up hobbit who was scowling mighitly at the two Elf-women as they approached. The little hobbit lass was as cute as a button, and the boy would have been in boyish fashion except for his weak and bent legs. Uien's heart went out to him. Then the grown up hobbit's thoughts raged loudly within range of her perception. Falco Headstrong, you are jealous of the Elf woman and you know it. It's not me, I'm not in the least jealous of the kind things she has done. If she went and did something of her own accord I would be very pleased that she had done so. But she has only ever stepped in front of me to do what I had already offered and agreed to do. Now, Falco, don't you think that is just a wee bit ridiculous? No, Mother, I don't. Uien sent her thought to Mithalwen. There is more healing to be done here than one pair of legs. Mithalwen nodded, a little wide-eyed at the not so well disguised rage of Falco. "Hello, Marigold," Uien said. "I remember you from yesterday, so curious about marriage. Did you get all your questions answered?" "No, but I will!" Uien laughed. "Hello, Rory. Would you like some help from us, and Mr. Headstrong here, to see if we can help make your legs stronger?" He nodded shyly, and Uien smiled warmly, holding her tears of sympathy back with all her will. She turned to the irascible hobbit with the good heart. "Good day to you, Mr. Falco Headstrong. I am Uien of Lorien." "Hullo," he said curtly, suspicion in his eye. "I have been known to help a few folk who were ill, to become well again." "Rory's not sick," Falco protested, "he just cannot walk." Uien nodded. "I think it admirable that you want to help Rory. I would like to also, and so would Mithalwen. Do you think there is some way the three of us might work together to do that?"