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Eowyn Skywalker · 05-15-2004, 06:40 PM

Hanindur was quite hungry, so, even when the others got up to dance, for quite a while he found himself sitting still, and eating. The food served in Imladris was quite good, he knew that for a fact. And he was rather tired anyhow, not feeling up to dancing with the light-footed elf-maidens drawn by the music. He watched as some of the others stood up, and danced with the elves drawn nearby, and had to force himself to stop laughing at the grim expression on Lord Elrond's face. Hanindur knew that he was slightly drunk then, for there was no reason to be giggling like a young child.

That ale was a bad idea, he decided, forcing himself to his feet, only to stumble right back down, and fall into his seat. Not good.

He gave up trying to stand up, and went back to eating. At least with the slight dizziness brought on by the ale, that was one thing that he could do easily enough, and not have anything to worry about. Shrugging, he picked up his knife, and went back to his food, trying to keep his vision straight. He never had had a good head for beer or ales of any sort. "I think I'm going to regret this," he said under his breath, trying his best to keep his mind focused, and not fall under the influence of the beer.

05-15-2004, 06:40 PM	#14
Eowyn Skywalker Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Somewhere far, far away. Eh. Posts: 402	Hanindur was quite hungry, so, even when the others got up to dance, for quite a while he found himself sitting still, and eating. The food served in Imladris was quite good, he knew that for a fact. And he was rather tired anyhow, not feeling up to dancing with the light-footed elf-maidens drawn by the music. He watched as some of the others stood up, and danced with the elves drawn nearby, and had to force himself to stop laughing at the grim expression on Lord Elrond's face. Hanindur knew that he was slightly drunk then, for there was no reason to be giggling like a young child. That ale was a bad idea, he decided, forcing himself to his feet, only to stumble right back down, and fall into his seat. Not good. He gave up trying to stand up, and went back to eating. At least with the slight dizziness brought on by the ale, that was one thing that he could do easily enough, and not have anything to worry about. Shrugging, he picked up his knife, and went back to his food, trying to keep his vision straight. He never had had a good head for beer or ales of any sort. "I think I'm going to regret this," he said under his breath, trying his best to keep his mind focused, and not fall under the influence of the beer.