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Laiquendi · 05-08-2003, 01:24 PM

Lalaith watched in curiosity as the young girl collapsed onto the inn floor. She was starting to get the uneasy feeling in her stomach. She sighed, the last time she had felt this uneasy was when she was in the North with the Dunedain, they had been ambushed by wargs.

Nothing could have followed me here she thought, trying to reasure herself But, there was that figure in the woods.

She shook her head, remembering the strange figure she had come across. It was human, her elven senses had told her that much, but there was something else. Something she couldn't put her finger, or maybe even more effective, her sword on.

She sighed as she looked around the bar, looking for that shifty figure, but no-one in the room had that sense about them. She looked outside. It had become very dark, as storm clouds rolled in. The ground was already drenched and the roads turing muddy. She saw a figure to the left of the window. Across the road and moving swiftly. She turned, as another tall figure burst into the inn. He had a scar running across his face and he had lost an eye, as his socket was left bear and gaping. He held a short sword in his scarred hand.
The others turned, shocked and scared, as he swaggered in. They all knew that he could use his weapons.

"Lalaith" he sneered. His voice rough. Everyone turned to face Lalaith, but found her gone. The door to the inn was open and her cloak gone. Shocked they turned back to where the man had stood, only to see the back of his cape as he left the inn, joined by others.

The cook walked out from behind the bar, not sure of what to make of this whole scene. Closing the inn door she walked over to the table that Lalaith had been sitting at. On it lay five golden coins and a note, written in a neat script.

Please take these as an apology for a situation that I could not explain. I hope to the Valar that none were hurt and I thank you for your generosity. I hope that if I return you see fit to welcome me again. And I promise that no harm will befall any of you.
Namarie
Lalaith
Herald to Thranduil
Herald to King Elessar
Sister-daughter to Gil-Galad

05-08-2003, 01:24 PM	#504
Laiquendi Animated Skeleton Join Date: May 2003 Location: Mirkwood Posts: 46	Lalaith watched in curiosity as the young girl collapsed onto the inn floor. She was starting to get the uneasy feeling in her stomach. She sighed, the last time she had felt this uneasy was when she was in the North with the Dunedain, they had been ambushed by wargs. Nothing could have followed me here she thought, trying to reasure herself But, there was that figure in the woods. She shook her head, remembering the strange figure she had come across. It was human, her elven senses had told her that much, but there was something else. Something she couldn't put her finger, or maybe even more effective, her sword on. She sighed as she looked around the bar, looking for that shifty figure, but no-one in the room had that sense about them. She looked outside. It had become very dark, as storm clouds rolled in. The ground was already drenched and the roads turing muddy. She saw a figure to the left of the window. Across the road and moving swiftly. She turned, as another tall figure burst into the inn. He had a scar running across his face and he had lost an eye, as his socket was left bear and gaping. He held a short sword in his scarred hand. The others turned, shocked and scared, as he swaggered in. They all knew that he could use his weapons. "Lalaith" he sneered. His voice rough. Everyone turned to face Lalaith, but found her gone. The door to the inn was open and her cloak gone. Shocked they turned back to where the man had stood, only to see the back of his cape as he left the inn, joined by others. The cook walked out from behind the bar, not sure of what to make of this whole scene. Closing the inn door she walked over to the table that Lalaith had been sitting at. On it lay five golden coins and a note, written in a neat script. Please take these as an apology for a situation that I could not explain. I hope to the Valar that none were hurt and I thank you for your generosity. I hope that if I return you see fit to welcome me again. And I promise that no harm will befall any of you. Namarie Lalaith Herald to Thranduil Herald to King Elessar Sister-daughter to Gil-Galad __________________ My name is Lalaith, i am an Elven exile, living with the Dunedain of the North. I can disapeare for days at a time so be warned. I appeare when and if i chose. I amar prestar aen, Han mathon ne nen, Han mathon ne chae, A han noston ned wilith.