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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: Look, I'm over there!
Posts: 496
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After Aman had finished giving the two people a lecture about no weapons in the inn, a young Elf walked over to where Aman stood. However, being quite shy, the Elf said nothing.
"Hello," said Aman kindly. "If you would like a drink, the bar is over there." Aman pointed to where the drinks were being served." The Elf stayed silent for a while, but spoke, rather suddenly, and with some speed. "I'm sorry, I was trying to work out, if you are, are you Aman?" Aman was taken aback by this sudden outburst. "Yes, I am Aman. You do you ask?" "My friend sent me here. She said that the Shire is a nice place, where the hobbits live. I've always been fascinated by hobbits, you see. Elentari said I would love it here." "Elentari? Ah, how is my old friend?" Aman's eyes were smiling, as she watched the young Elf struggle to find the right words. An Elf fascinated by hobbits? It was not much of a surprise, but the Elf, why she was so young. How could she know of hobbits? "Elentari is fine. In fact, she's better than fine. I'd say she's more healthy than ever." "I see. That's good to hear. But, you must tell me your name, young Elf." The Elf smiled. "Please forgive me Aman. It slipped my mind completely. I am Cetfleogan, but I prefer to be called Cet, because my full name is a mouthful even for me." "Welcome to the Shire Cet," said Aman. "Well, you should fit in fine here. Why don't you go and talk to some hobbits?" Cet shuffled slightly. "I would, but... well I'm so shy. I'd probably blurt out a whole string of questions, asking them what the Shire is like, and about hobbits and their ways." "They won't bite," laughed Aman. Cet smiled. She really did feel as if she was fitting in already. She let Aman get back to her duties, and set about finding a hobbit to talk to. Her dark eyes could see many hobbits, but most were talking to their friends, and she didn't want to intrude. Cet brushed a bit of her brown hair out of her eyes, and headed toward the bar. She had seen a nice selection of drinks on the way in, and was quite thirsty. |
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