She grinned. Following Arien's gaze.
"Yes, your right, i really shouldn't drink any more"
She looked at the hole in the ceiling.
"Wow when did that happen, i must have passed out"
She turned back to the bar and pushed the drink away from her.
Arien smiled. Lalaith turned to her.
"Again good idea, i think i'll lay off the slammers AND the mudwater, wine seems a good choice"
[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Laiquendi ]
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My name is Lalaith, i am an Elven exile, living with the Dunedain of the North. I can disapeare for days at a time so be warned. I appeare when and if i chose.
I amar prestar aen, Han mathon ne nen, Han mathon ne chae, A han noston ned wilith.
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