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Himaran · 06-03-2003, 06:55 PM

The Inn's door slammed open, and a dwarf sauntered into the commons room. Looking about him, and finding no familier faces present, he proceeded to hang his coat on the wall, and place his hefty axe next to it. He took great care when handling the weapon, blowing the dust off of the hilt and polishing the single-headed blade on his rusty brown traveler's tunic. "Ah, so good to be back here after all these years."

Bali, for that was his name, was a young and friendly dwarf. He, unlike others of his race, had nothing against the elven folk. In fact, he had gone on many long expeditions with them, and forged deep friendships with several. After several years of travelling and war, he had returned to his favorite Inn to seek peace and rest.

Settling himself into seat at the bar, he ordered a drink and a light meal. He took a deep draft of the ale while he chatted amiably with the waiter. "Sir, tell me, is Piosenniel the Innkeeper about? Her and I are old friends."

The bar-tender smiled. "Oh, Pio? Well, she ain't the Inn-keeper anymore. A young rohanian woman's in charge now, named Aman. But if you stay for a while, you might be in luck. Pio's expected to arrive here in a few days or so."

"Good, I'll certainly be staying. Say, where is this Aman. I'd like to meet her, and anyway I need to secure a room for the night, and more perhaps."

The man looked around him before answering. "Well, she's here and there you know. Just wait around here; if I see her I'll direct you to her."

[ June 03, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]

06-03-2003, 06:55 PM	#11
Himaran Ash of Orodruin Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thangorodrim Posts: 777	The Inn's door slammed open, and a dwarf sauntered into the commons room. Looking about him, and finding no familier faces present, he proceeded to hang his coat on the wall, and place his hefty axe next to it. He took great care when handling the weapon, blowing the dust off of the hilt and polishing the single-headed blade on his rusty brown traveler's tunic. "Ah, so good to be back here after all these years." Bali, for that was his name, was a young and friendly dwarf. He, unlike others of his race, had nothing against the elven folk. In fact, he had gone on many long expeditions with them, and forged deep friendships with several. After several years of travelling and war, he had returned to his favorite Inn to seek peace and rest. Settling himself into seat at the bar, he ordered a drink and a light meal. He took a deep draft of the ale while he chatted amiably with the waiter. "Sir, tell me, is Piosenniel the Innkeeper about? Her and I are old friends." The bar-tender smiled. "Oh, Pio? Well, she ain't the Inn-keeper anymore. A young rohanian woman's in charge now, named Aman. But if you stay for a while, you might be in luck. Pio's expected to arrive here in a few days or so." "Good, I'll certainly be staying. Say, where is this Aman. I'd like to meet her, and anyway I need to secure a room for the night, and more perhaps." The man looked around him before answering. "Well, she's here and there you know. Just wait around here; if I see her I'll direct you to her." [ June 03, 2003: Message edited by: Himaran ]