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Old 09-08-2006, 11:39 PM   #8
Valesse
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Valesse has just left Hobbiton.
"Brrrrhmmm!" the meloncholy fir sounded, greeting the inn from her window. "I did have more introductions yesterday than you did young Thinlomien, yes" Valesse started "But as you will note we did not hear from the one we were both worried about until the very... very... end..." Raising her head once again, Valesse continued to address the clients.

"I will ask you to listen to your bird again and note that I was not suspicious of Menel, tiny Kath... but suspicious of Naria and Valier... but seeing Menel's true form now I regret mentioning it..." She heaved a sigh which blew over a stein inside "But even a tarnishing truth now is better than letting a misunderstanding fester."

"If you remember, I state my theory of the boldness of wolves..." The entwife looked pained, feeling foolish "I implied that lycanthorpes are trying to blend in and not stand out... I am- at least- a third wrong."

Slowly her eyes focused on the counter of the inn and in reached Valesse's long woody hand. In her fingers the fir captured a number of apples and brought them outside for inspection. "Yes... I am ashamed that I concluded that such creatures would be silent, when their duty is specifically to be tricksy like the orc. Hrmmm!" The ent placed each apple high in her branches, decorating her foilage like a lady would apply her earrings and continued with a far more greavous expression:

"I apologize for my foul assumptions of you, Naria, but unfortunately they remain... though much fainter than before." Valesse switched windows "I do believe that you will be a deal more active today which would negate my point in observing you." With a chorus of creaks and groans the entwife gave a short but warm smile before frowning once more. "With how my words were construde I will likely be interested in Kath."

"Oop!" Curiously the entwife looked suprised, her apples had all fallen from her branches and were she able, Valesse would be the color of a red wood tree. Gathering her adornments as quickly as a respectible ent might, she excused herself.
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