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Linnahiril Tinnufinwen · 01-24-2004, 01:48 PM

When the yelling had started up again, Asphodel had dropped her mug and shoved Hanna under the table. Her water went crashing to the floor and spilt all over, but no one seemed to notice. When Asphodel realized that it had been a false alarm, that one of the ladies seemed to be sick, she felt silly. Halfred had called an Inn worker over to help clean up the mess, and had picked up her empty mug and put it back on the table.

"By the hair on my feet, Asphodel," said her father, "you're a bit jittery today. But that's understandable." He turned to glance over his shoulder at the other table. "Looks like one of them Big Folk ladies is not doing so good."

Alarmed, Asphodel looked over. There was one of the strange women spralled out upon the bar table. While the men stood around, another woman was attending her.

"Should not we go to help them, father?" asked Asphodel tentatively. She had no idea what she would do, but perhaps they needed someone to run errands for them.

Halfred wasn't sympathetic. "Oh no, my dear," he said. "They look like their doing just fine by themselves. Besides," he sat back down on his chair and began searching his coat for pipe weed, "it's no place for a Hobbit young lady, and especially none of the Hamfast girls, to get involved in the business of the Big Folk."

Asphodel turned to look at her father. He was busy searching for weed to fill his pipe. "Now is the time," she thought. "Stay here," she whispered to her sister, as she began to move forward slightly. Her progress was slow, timid as she was of their towering height. Even for a "Hobbit young lady", she was considered small, standing only two feet, eleven inches. She had made it halfway across the bar room, when she felt someone grab her forearm and pull her back.
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Linnahiril Tinnufinwen Haunting Spirit Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: California Posts: 77	When the yelling had started up again, Asphodel had dropped her mug and shoved Hanna under the table. Her water went crashing to the floor and spilt all over, but no one seemed to notice. When Asphodel realized that it had been a false alarm, that one of the ladies seemed to be sick, she felt silly. Halfred had called an Inn worker over to help clean up the mess, and had picked up her empty mug and put it back on the table. "By the hair on my feet, Asphodel," said her father, "you're a bit jittery today. But that's understandable." He turned to glance over his shoulder at the other table. "Looks like one of them Big Folk ladies is not doing so good." Alarmed, Asphodel looked over. There was one of the strange women spralled out upon the bar table. While the men stood around, another woman was attending her. "Should not we go to help them, father?" asked Asphodel tentatively. She had no idea what she would do, but perhaps they needed someone to run errands for them. Halfred wasn't sympathetic. "Oh no, my dear," he said. "They look like their doing just fine by themselves. Besides," he sat back down on his chair and began searching his coat for pipe weed, "it's no place for a Hobbit young lady, and especially none of the Hamfast girls, to get involved in the business of the Big Folk." Asphodel turned to look at her father. He was busy searching for weed to fill his pipe. "Now is the time," she thought. "Stay here," she whispered to her sister, as she began to move forward slightly. Her progress was slow, timid as she was of their towering height. Even for a "Hobbit young lady", she was considered small, standing only two feet, eleven inches. She had made it halfway across the bar room, when she felt someone grab her forearm and pull her back. _____________________________________________ LINNAHIRIL TINNUFINWEN Please enable your PM's (Private Messages) so that we can contact you. Thank you! Piosenniel, Shire Moderator Please edit in a reply here. <font size=1 color=339966>[ 2:59 PM January 24, 2004: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ The world is a great book, of which they who never stir from home read only a page