Umbria the elven stood at the bar and drank 3 straight galsses of spirits."why am i cursed wiht death of thoes around me?, first Augenden, then Phellodan, and now Niquinion!."
She then took a forth galss of spirits and began to walk back to sit by Awrygan. She looked over to the dwarves and frowned.
She stood in the middle of the floor and dropped her galss. Splatters of colour smeared the bottom of her light blue dress missing her cloak. She took some water off one of the tables and then washed it off.
Umbria then noticed the cloaked stranger, "strider" she said. "its about time, tell me, for you are a ranger are you not?" She stood on a chair and yelled in a mix of grief and anger "and all you other rangers here or otherwise! where were you when orcs attacked and hath slain my kinsman?! are you not sent here to keep the roads free of them?!" Umbria swayed and then fell to the floor.
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"Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~
~My lord, Éomer~
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