"Not really"Aeryn smiled. "I can usually tell where an elf has come from, just by the stitching on their clothes usually, but anyone can overlook that." She pushed her snow hair over her shoulder.
"Now that's sorted." Aeryn laughed. She galnced at Éden who still was wearing his grubby cloak. "Éden, you never change, take that flithy thing off." she scolded.
"Now Isil, tell us about yourself!" A new round of ale had been brought to the table with a cry, "drinks on the house." Aeryn paused as she pushed the drinks to the middle of the table. "hello..." she said, "looks like we have a new inn keeper!"
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"Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~
~My lord, Éomer~
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