Birdie set the kettle on the fire swinging idly with her foot, and sighed with contentment. Now this was what traveling companions on the road were for. Good company, good stories, and a free supper!
Arcon came over and stood by the mantel, looking down at the settled skin-changer. "May I join you, Birdie, even if I am an Elf?" he asked smiling.
Bird gave him a speculative look, then waved her hand airily. She was feeling magnanimous.
"Why of course my Lord Ac...err...Arcon. Though the price of a seat tonight will be a tale." She smiled and pulled a stool over with her foot and singled to the bar maid for another jug.
[ July 18, 2002: Message edited by: Birdland ]
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