Luthien sipped from a goblet of wine she held in one hand. She pulled her hood back casually reavealing long ebony hair and a fair face.
She looked around and smiled. The hawk was slightly perurbed by the breeze from her putting the hood down and it ruffled its feathers, letting out a loud squawk. She hushed it and fet it meat from her pouch.
"Quiet, Loniwel, we musn't be noticed by too many here, save maybe the elves...."
She narrowed her eyes watching the hobbits drink and laugh with their hairy feet and short stature. 'Despicable...', she thought to herself and scoffed, taking another sip of her wine.
This wine was one of the finest taken into Mirkwood, but it was strong, so it could only be drunk in sips unless you wanted to end up asleep on thetable and vulnerable to enemies.
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