Annalaliath stopped playing and looked around the room. She spotted Isil. Annalaliath watched this person. Wondering about the stories that could be hidden behind those eyes.
Annalaliath put away this silver instrament of hers and leaving her sketch book where it was she sarted to walk around just to do so. Her energy was only matched or excceed by that of the two young Hobbits. She paced back and forth back and forth. Her mud spattered cloak flowing behind her as her caked boots(uncommon for her race to wear) flaked as she walked. She was not bord just agitated. Her eyes were still the blue grey pools they had always been and her hair the dirty blond that was falling around her shoulders and trailing after her. She just kept walking. What was this place.... that she had found and what was wrong with her? And she continued to pace.
With the arrival of the new innkeep Annalaliath retreated to her seat at the bar and she sat back down to the rest of her drink and a bit of thinking.
[ April 21, 2003: Message edited by: Annalaliath ]
[ April 21, 2003: Message edited by: Annalaliath ]
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