Léspheria merrily wondered around the room handing out sandwiches and cheerfully introducing herself to the guests. When she reached the table her brother and Fawain where sitting at she heard a loud rumble then the pair burst out laughing, "Here I think you could do with some of these" she laughed handing them both some sandwiches.
They both thanked her."that was fast" Lothaniel laughed. "yes, it seems they were more shorthanded than we thought" she smiled happily.
Lóthaniel and Fawain then proceeded to tell her about the young woman that had fainted and about her looking for the leader of the Dúnedain, to find her brother. "We are going to go up later this evening to see if we can help her" Fawain said, she nodded taking in everything they were telling her. "She may even wish to travel with us to Annúminas to meet with the Dúnedain there" Lóthaniel said. "So when will you be leaving?" she asked trying desperately to hide the worry in her voice. "At first light" they both replied in unision, making Lespheria laugh despite her worry.
Looking up she saw other people without sandwiches. "try the soup" she winked at them as she left. Suddenly remembering that she had the room key in her pocket, she balanced the tray of sandwiches carefully in one had and reached into her pocket removing the key and tossing it to her brother saying "First floor, just a few doors along to the right." He caught it laughing "see you later then".
As she continued to walk around the room with the last of the sandwiches she caught the unmistakably sweet smell of southern star pipe weed wafting through the room. She looked around for the source of the smell it was coming from two men sat by the fire, she walked over and offered them the last of the sandwiches. "hmmm, Southern star" she said inhaling the sweet aroma and smiling warmly. Putting the tray on a small table next to them, she extended her hand saying "My name is Léspheria Denfëa from Rivendell and I shall be helping out around the inn for a time". still smiling she asked "Do you mind if I join you?"
[ May 10, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]
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