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littlemanpoet · 09-21-2004, 05:52 PM

Eodwine came back from the stables, leaving Korik behind. He had given Flithaf a good rub down, and his head felt less addled with ale. Though not altogether. He felt quite satisfied with a good day of food and music and ale, but wanted one more before going down for the night. He stepped up to the bar and discovered two new patrons, a woman and a man, making light conversation.

He ordered one for himself, and while watching the other two, saw the man pass out. Eodwine almost fell over in sympathy, but regained his balance and knelt down beside the prone man.

"I was just talking to him!" cried the woman. "Is he dead?"

Eodwine put his ear to the man's chest, and could hear his labored breathing.

"No, he lives. But he needs a healer. Aylwen! Bêthberry! Man down!"

Aylwen came quickest, having just taken Eodwine's order for ale, and sent the cook's help off at a run to get help.

Before long, the healer came and had the man placed on his bed in the front room. Eodwine found himself dismissed. The woman followed him out of the room.

"I could use that ale!" Eodwine said.

"As could I!" the woman said.

"I didn't catch your name."

"I am Lianda."

"Well met, Lianda."

09-21-2004, 05:52 PM	#11
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine Eodwine came back from the stables, leaving Korik behind. He had given Flithaf a good rub down, and his head felt less addled with ale. Though not altogether. He felt quite satisfied with a good day of food and music and ale, but wanted one more before going down for the night. He stepped up to the bar and discovered two new patrons, a woman and a man, making light conversation. He ordered one for himself, and while watching the other two, saw the man pass out. Eodwine almost fell over in sympathy, but regained his balance and knelt down beside the prone man. "I was just talking to him!" cried the woman. "Is he dead?" Eodwine put his ear to the man's chest, and could hear his labored breathing. "No, he lives. But he needs a healer. Aylwen! Bêthberry! Man down!" Aylwen came quickest, having just taken Eodwine's order for ale, and sent the cook's help off at a run to get help. Before long, the healer came and had the man placed on his bed in the front room. Eodwine found himself dismissed. The woman followed him out of the room. "I could use that ale!" Eodwine said. "As could I!" the woman said. "I didn't catch your name." "I am Lianda." "Well met, Lianda." Last edited by littlemanpoet; 10-10-2004 at 02:57 PM.