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Nerindel · 06-06-2003, 07:30 PM

As Léspheria smoothed out the skirts of her simple forest green dress to sit next to the Rohirrim man, she felt and heard the dull clunk of metal hitting metal. Raising an Eyebrow she slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out two dragon headed keys.

Suddenly Buttercup's words came back to her, "Miz Aman and Cami are tryin' to find more rooms." She quickly excused herself smiling apologetically, "I will try to come back" she added as she rushed of to find Aman.

As she looked around for the Rohirrim woman, she scolded herself for forgetting that Fawain had given her the key to her room when she left this morning, she had asked her to return it to the innkeeper with her thanks.

Busy reprimanding herself and wondering how she would explain, she wasn't fully aware of the goings on of the common rooms occupants. But as she neared the bar she looked up and suddenly stopped short, her elven grey eyes opened wide at the sight before her. An angry Dwarf was holding a scrawny Hobbit beggar by the neck, but that was not what had suprised her, it was the speed with which Aman had pulled her sword from behind the bar.

Holding her sword to the dwarf's back, The Innkeeper Calmly yelled "Drop, the Hobbit!"
The dwarf immediately complied.

"Get out of here Rumto," Aman shouted after the Hobbit as he charged out the door. "I don't want to see anymore trouble," Aman said turning on the dwarf.

Léspheria didn't hear the rest of the conversation, she was again looking down at the keys in her hand, she was debating weather she would be better of waiting till a bit later to tell the innkeeper about her lapse of memory regarding Fawain's key.

But as she looked up the innkeeper caught her eye, she cocked her eyebrow wondering what was troubling her elven helper.

Léspheria seeing the womans gaze, Put her own key back in her pocket and gripped the other tight in her hand, determinedly she walked over to were the woman was waiting.

She would make no excuses the fault was hers and she would humbly accept any reprimand given.

[ June 06, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ]

06-06-2003, 07:30 PM	#47
Nerindel Spirited Weaver of Fates Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In an endless sea of dreams! Posts: 827	As Léspheria smoothed out the skirts of her simple forest green dress to sit next to the Rohirrim man, she felt and heard the dull clunk of metal hitting metal. Raising an Eyebrow she slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out two dragon headed keys. Suddenly Buttercup's words came back to her, "Miz Aman and Cami are tryin' to find more rooms." She quickly excused herself smiling apologetically, "I will try to come back" she added as she rushed of to find Aman. As she looked around for the Rohirrim woman, she scolded herself for forgetting that Fawain had given her the key to her room when she left this morning, she had asked her to return it to the innkeeper with her thanks. Busy reprimanding herself and wondering how she would explain, she wasn't fully aware of the goings on of the common rooms occupants. But as she neared the bar she looked up and suddenly stopped short, her elven grey eyes opened wide at the sight before her. An angry Dwarf was holding a scrawny Hobbit beggar by the neck, but that was not what had suprised her, it was the speed with which Aman had pulled her sword from behind the bar. Holding her sword to the dwarf's back, The Innkeeper Calmly yelled "Drop, the Hobbit!" The dwarf immediately complied. "Get out of here Rumto," Aman shouted after the Hobbit as he charged out the door. "I don't want to see anymore trouble," Aman said turning on the dwarf. Léspheria didn't hear the rest of the conversation, she was again looking down at the keys in her hand, she was debating weather she would be better of waiting till a bit later to tell the innkeeper about her lapse of memory regarding Fawain's key. But as she looked up the innkeeper caught her eye, she cocked her eyebrow wondering what was troubling her elven helper. Léspheria seeing the womans gaze, Put her own key back in her pocket and gripped the other tight in her hand, determinedly she walked over to were the woman was waiting. She would make no excuses the fault was hers and she would humbly accept any reprimand given. [ June 06, 2003: Message edited by: Nerindel ] __________________ "Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live" ~ Mark Twain.