The elf frowned as she was called back by the innkeeper. She walked over to the table not wishing to speak, though it seemed that was what the other had in mind.
She looked at the man sitting at the table and how he seemed to tense when the other mentioned him.
The innkeeper motioned for her to sit in one of the chairs at the table. Not wanting to arouse anyone elses attention she sat and watched the man across from her.
As the lady left, the elf sat forword in her chair and asked." I am called Harenthiel, what do you want of me?" She looked at the man, and waited for his response.
[ December 30, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]
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