As the others of the group arrived, she took in their faces and their names, though she knew it would be a time yet before she could put the names to the faces easily. She had a friendly outlook towards one and all, but quickly picked up on the rather hostile though contained opinions of Falco concerning Falowik. Lumiel herself saw no reason to fear or hate the man, she saw nothing wrong with her eyes.
Soon enough they got to business and to deciding about who should be leader. Although Lumiel was ready to put her heart and soul into the search, she had no inclination of leading. She quickly saw she was not alone as the two hobbits raised their hands.
As each member in turn spoke of their skills, the turn came to Lumiel and she spoke softly, wringing her hands together with some nervousness. "I have the training of a Ranger, I was raised as one..." she hesitated, not wanting to go on from that point yet not sure if she should. To stem the tide of emotion that it still brought fresh, she decided to press on. "I have tracking skills as such, as well as hunting and the like. Those I have used countless times. I have been taught the necessary combat skills, but they are yet green in their experience. I will follow whoever leads." she finished, quickly sitting down again as she listened to the others.
The conversation continued, and it became plain that the Shirriff thought he was the best candidate. While he seemed a decent and honest hobbit, she wasn't sure he was the most qualified. Yet she was silent. She had said she would follow whoever would lead, and she meant it. They seemed no nearer to deciding on leadership and it hung darkly over their heads, an ominous beginning. She felt herself that either Falowik or Thoronomir would be the best leaders, though Falco disagreed and let it be known quite clearly.
Lumiel had a nervous face on the whole time. She disliked arguments between people, for some reason it resonated a dark chord in her. But blessed Nob, she could rain down a flood of kisses on the the wonderfully clumsy hobbit who brightened her spirits at just the right time. As the dignified Shirriff was soaked, a giggle escaped her lips loudly enough for all to hear and she covered her mouth with one hand her eyes twinkling like near star. The look on Falco's face made it only worse and she broke down laughing. It had all seemed so tense, at least to her, but a moment ago and now she realized the absurdity of it all!
"Bless you Nob!" she hailed to the hobbit right before she put her face in her hands, trying to stifle her laughter. She calmed herself down and turned back to the group with a wide smile. "I'm terribly sorry, I must seem like such a child to you all. I wouldn't disagree with you myself." She said calmly, now having regained her composure. "I meant no disrespect Shirriff Falco, I myself have done that on more than one occaision, and of my own fault I assure you." she paused, thinking. "So who shall lead us? A vote is in order I expect..." She glanced around expectantly.
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