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Aylwen Dreamsong · 01-14-2003, 07:43 PM

Frain's stout and short figure stepped noisily into the White Horse Inn. Three loud thunks sounded as he brought both feet and a walking stick onto the wooden floor of the Inn. People all around talked, ate and drank. Though he had never been in Rohan, he brought news that the patrons may wish to hear.

Frain searched the faces of the Inn, looking for a friend. There she was! Bethberry, honourable innkeeper of the White Horse!

Frain, with a smile lighting up his face, walked over to Bethberry. She did not looked surprised, or perhaps she hid it well. They exchanged a hug, though Bethberry had to kneel to bring herself to the dwarf's level.

"It has been a long time, good Bethberry! I have news that may interest the writers and adventurers among us," Frain began as he took an empty chair near the innkeeper. "Though we dwarves may not go along. Hmph! Sure. We are allowed to send the news to others, yet we are asked not to join in the adventure! 'Tis for Humans."

Bethberry smiled and looked at Frain. Of course! thought Frain. He was getting off-topic. Save your opinions for later!

"May I?" Frain asked Bethberry, spreading his arms, referring to the Inn. She nodded approval, and Frain stood on his chair to make him taller. He took his walking stick and knocked it onto the chair-seat loudly. No one seemed to notice.

"Seems their ears aren't what they used to be, eh?" Frain grumbled. He tried a different approach. "Listen up!" He called out in a deep, booming voice. Seconds later the commotion and talking in the Inn stopped, and only the sound of glasses on wooden tables could be heard.

"Alright then! In Dale, there are old legends and children's tales of a lost race. Not only that, but a book, that was said to document their habits and their secret medicines, potions, and remedies for sicknesses that still plague us! Interested? Take a look at the 'Search for the Book discussion'!"

For a moment, everybody stared at him. Frain was a bit uncomfortable, with all so many eyes on him. He mumbled under his breath for a moment, until he called, "Well don't just sit there and stare! Get back to yer drinks or hurry over to Dale!"

[ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]

01-14-2003, 07:43 PM	#167
Aylwen Dreamsong The Melody of Misery Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: The Island of Conclusions (You get there by jumping!)... Posts: 1,147	Frain's stout and short figure stepped noisily into the White Horse Inn. Three loud thunks sounded as he brought both feet and a walking stick onto the wooden floor of the Inn. People all around talked, ate and drank. Though he had never been in Rohan, he brought news that the patrons may wish to hear. Frain searched the faces of the Inn, looking for a friend. There she was! Bethberry, honourable innkeeper of the White Horse! Frain, with a smile lighting up his face, walked over to Bethberry. She did not looked surprised, or perhaps she hid it well. They exchanged a hug, though Bethberry had to kneel to bring herself to the dwarf's level. "It has been a long time, good Bethberry! I have news that may interest the writers and adventurers among us," Frain began as he took an empty chair near the innkeeper. "Though we dwarves may not go along. Hmph! Sure. We are allowed to send the news to others, yet we are asked not to join in the adventure! 'Tis for Humans." Bethberry smiled and looked at Frain. Of course! thought Frain. He was getting off-topic. Save your opinions for later! "May I?" Frain asked Bethberry, spreading his arms, referring to the Inn. She nodded approval, and Frain stood on his chair to make him taller. He took his walking stick and knocked it onto the chair-seat loudly. No one seemed to notice. "Seems their ears aren't what they used to be, eh?" Frain grumbled. He tried a different approach. "Listen up!" He called out in a deep, booming voice. Seconds later the commotion and talking in the Inn stopped, and only the sound of glasses on wooden tables could be heard. "Alright then! In Dale, there are old legends and children's tales of a lost race. Not only that, but a book, that was said to document their habits and their secret medicines, potions, and remedies for sicknesses that still plague us! Interested? Take a look at the 'Search for the Book discussion'!" For a moment, everybody stared at him. Frain was a bit uncomfortable, with all so many eyes on him. He mumbled under his breath for a moment, until he called, "Well don't just sit there and stare! Get back to yer drinks or hurry over to Dale!" [ January 14, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ] __________________ ...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.