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Esgallhugwen · 07-23-2003, 12:32 PM

The number of guests increased as the noise and bustle became to great for her ears. Morsereg was probably wondering what was keeping his master.

She stood up about to leave when a wounded elf entered the inn. He walked up to the bar and a young woman gave him a key for a room. Then he proceeded to sit at a vacant table.

He had a blood crusted slash on his face and was caked with mud, but seemed surprisingly calm though he tried to hide his wounds as much as he could.

She had also noticed that a women had walked over to the sword clad man. It was remarkable she had such courage to talk to him and welcome him here.

Now that she thought of it she should have no reason to fear, She remained standing looking around the busy room and decided to offer her help to the wounded elf.

She walked over taking her bow, she would see to her horse later, Morsereg would not mind as long as she explained her whereabouts. Now standing in front of the sitting elf she asked politely 'Excuse me sir, you are hurt I would gladly take it upon myself to tend to your wounds I am skilled in the art of healing' she stood waiting for his reply as he looke up at her shrouded figure.

As soon as she had asked a hobbit walked up to ask the elf if he was ready to go to his room yet.

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07-23-2003, 12:32 PM	#16
Esgallhugwen Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Where the Moon cries against the snow Posts: 526	The number of guests increased as the noise and bustle became to great for her ears. Morsereg was probably wondering what was keeping his master. She stood up about to leave when a wounded elf entered the inn. He walked up to the bar and a young woman gave him a key for a room. Then he proceeded to sit at a vacant table. He had a blood crusted slash on his face and was caked with mud, but seemed surprisingly calm though he tried to hide his wounds as much as he could. She had also noticed that a women had walked over to the sword clad man. It was remarkable she had such courage to talk to him and welcome him here. Now that she thought of it she should have no reason to fear, She remained standing looking around the busy room and decided to offer her help to the wounded elf. She walked over taking her bow, she would see to her horse later, Morsereg would not mind as long as she explained her whereabouts. Now standing in front of the sitting elf she asked politely 'Excuse me sir, you are hurt I would gladly take it upon myself to tend to your wounds I am skilled in the art of healing' she stood waiting for his reply as he looke up at her shrouded figure. As soon as she had asked a hobbit walked up to ask the elf if he was ready to go to his room yet. [ July 23, 2003: Message edited by: Esgallhugwen ] [ July 23, 2003: Message edited by: Esgallhugwen ] __________________ "...for the sin of the idolater is not that he worships stone, but that he worships one stone over others. -8:9:4 The Witness of Fane"