[Alkanoonion]

*****Harad/Umbar******
At the end of the evening, Jarl saluted them in farewell, and indicated he would come to the docks tomorrow if he decided to take them up on their offer. After he left, Urken turned to Fuinur, "I believe that we need to speak with each other concerning a number of business matters. Please go ahead with your thoughts and concerns. Though I must also say, you have acquired quite a reputation in this city as one who appreciates the finer things of life, shall we say."
Staring at Urken across the table King Fuinur felt a guilty twinge as Urken mentioned his reputation of finer things in life. Fuinur realised that Urken was correct for bringing up his behaviour, but after all it was only a minor fault, true they were supposed to be maintaining secrecy but well… you only live once.

Smiling up at Urken Fuinur apologised for his behaviour and promised that he would show more discretion in the future. Looking up and noticing a serving girl Fuinur waved for another drink.

Watching Fuinur slurring his words while ordering the drink Urken slammed his hand onto the table
That is exactly what I am talking about. Now is not the time for you to be drinking, you have had more than enough wine that if we wrung you out we could fill the ships hull and make our fortunes in the wine trade. Turning to the serving girl Urken told her to bring only hot water, once the water arrived Urken removed a pouch from his robe and placed the contents into the hot cup of water, rising from the cup was a wonderful aroma that Fuinur had almost forgotten.

The smell of coffee permeated around the room, turning back to Fuinur, Urken continued his chide Fuinur for creating such a ruckus with all the parties, as he was trying to maintain secrecy.

Being embarrassed for his actions but also angry for being told off like a child Fuinur demanded whom Urken thought he taking too

Noticing that the patrons where watching them Urken lowered his voice
“ I am talking to a drunken king who needs to remember that our mission is to travel to Minas Anor!”
And that we need to maintain some small measure of discretion, now stop acting like that fool Herumir and return some sense and show us the Fuinur who we can trust with our lives.”
Saying this Urken handed the repentant king the hot coffee.
Drinking the coffee reminded Fuinur of what he was.
“ I am sorry Urken it is the drink talking, yes you are right, but can you blame me for wanting a little fun. What about you? Why have you been acting so weird?”

[ November 03, 2002: Message edited by: Alkanoonion ]