The White Horse

[Adanedhel]

Adanedhel smiled and waited for Bethberry to finish with the other patrons she was talking to before answering her questions.
Yet again he scanned the Inn and when his focus returned to Bethberry she held sheets of parchment in her hand which had rough sketches of some surly looking men.

'Trouble in Edoras you say?'

Bethberry nodded and Adanedhel continued:

'Minas Tirith is holding up quite well, though the influx of new citizens is good it is creating more and more rubbish in my most favourite section of the city 'The Green Dragon'. There are the odd new citizen who was like yourself, much respected and respected the city and what it stood for'

Adanedhel sighed and his cheeky grin seemed to disappear all together

'but it seems they are a dying breed. There are some of course who keep the integrity of your gaming alive, seldom others keep the gaming at a high level'

He rubbed his chin stroking the stubble and a frown creased his features then he went on

'That is why I have wandered abroad and come here, as I have ventured here many times before'

A sudden thought struck him and he started talking quickly in his excitement but then just as quickly slowed down as he noticed that Bethberry had trouble understanding him

'I must sincerely apologize for not answering any of the messages you have sent me over the months. My visits here are very infrequent and I only got the messages not a week ago'

He bowed again and said in a sincere tone

'For this I am sincerely sorry and I am at your service'

He rose from the bow and the cheeky grin returned to his face as did the twinkle to his sapphire blue eyes then he said with a slight chuckle:

'As long as it isn't anything too strenuous………’

His face suddenly went serious and he said in low tones:

’What strange and difficult things are happening in Edoras?’

[ January 26, 2003: Message edited by: Adanedhel ]