"Who are you?" asked Elwen noticing a stranger had sat himself at their table. "I'm Mardath," he repeated extending his hand a second time, "did you not hear my first introduction?" he asked with a chuckle.
"On the contrary Sir," replied Soronume, "you spoke so loudly I would not be surprised if the entire inn hadn't heard your name." he finshed without a smile, staring straight into Mardath's eyes. Soronume noticed the appearance of this man had made Niniel quite uncomftable. "If I spoke so loudly, elf, why'd the lady ask me my name again?" Soronume's eyes narrowed at this last remark from Mardath.
Before Soronume could say anything back to the man who sat comfortably at their table, Dorelnar spoke. "Perhaps, Mardath, the lady Elwen did hear you, but was busy enough in her own thoughts not to realise that you had introduced yourself?" Mardath took his gaze off Soronume and towards Dorelnar. "Aye, maybe" his voice softened.
"Well," Mardath continued, shrugging away the tension that had consumed the table, "you now are all aware of my name, but I only the fair Lady Elwen's." He extended his hand and took hers. "Will you not introduce yourselves to me?"
"Yea, Mardath" Soronume was the first to reply and he forced a smile onto his face as he reached out and shook Mardath's hand. He did not take kindly to being called 'elf'. "I am Soronume, sir, and would rather the use of my name than that of my race"
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