"No, you do not bother me," Durelin said to the woman, emerging from his dark cloud of dreams, "Forgive me for my rudeness." The elf suddenly smiled at the young woman's face. It was so full of cheer, and he was glad to see it. "Celebgaladhgwend, eh, that is a large name for such a lass...if you do not mind me calling you such. Thankyou for the ale, you should treat an elf no different from a man. We are no better or worse. May I call you Galadh then?"
"Yes," answered the woman shortly, she was suprised by his sudden talkativeness. He was a strange elf indeed.
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