Nindamos was a good sized town situated just east of the mouths of the river Siril. As was the case with many of the cities and towns of Numenor, Nindamos was sustained primarily by the sea. Along its seawalls were extensive docks, piers and facilities for servicing ships and their crews. A lively fishmarket was located where the town's main road ran down to the docks.
Ancalimon and Mithadan moored their skiff at a quiet dock away from the busy markets. A few copper coins secured the mooring place for the day. The two then walked to the main road, and began looking in the windows of various shops for the supplies needed by the Lonely Star. High in priority were potable water, grains and flour, meats, oils, fruits and eggs.
A butcher's shop was located quickly. They rapidly selected a number of cuts of beef, both fresh and cured and arranged for their delivery to the skiff the following morning. Mithadan paid for the supplies with several silver pennies.
As they turned to leave the shop, the owner stopped them. He squinted at the coins and read the letters stamped upon them. "Gondor?" he asked. "Where is Gondor?" Ancalimon responded first. "Gondor is a small city on the coast of Middle Earth far to the South. In happier times my family traded there."
The butcher eyed the coins suspiciously, biting one and scratching at another with a sharp knife. Then, satisfied they were silver, he smiled and nodded to Mithadan and bade them good day.
As they left the shop, Ancalimon whispered to Mithadan, "We must take care. None will know what Gondor is but nonetheless, we should avoid raising suspicions. I have coinage of Numenor which I will share with you. Do not mix it with your other money."
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Beleriand, Beleriand,
the borders of the Elven-land.
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