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littlemanpoet · 11-02-2007, 08:34 PM

"Lys! Of course!" cried Eodwine. "Here, take Rowenna's place. She seems to be done."

Thornden spoke up. "How have you fared this morning, Lys?"

The boy told them of his morning's adventures.

Rowenna

Rowenna had been nowhere to be seen, as Ginna had noticed. She had done a most risky thing: she had quietly left the Hall when the visitors came, in lieu of cleaning the room next to the Eorl's, had taken a cup and placed it against the wall and listened through the wall to the Eorl's conversations with both men who wished to be innkeeper. As soon as the interviews were over she snuck back out of the room, unseen or heard by any others, as far as she could tell, and returned to the chore Kara had set for her before Eodwine had interrupted her.

In her opinion neither man was at all suited to the job, but she was impressed with the Eorl's quick decision as to how to use Norjm's obviously good qualities.

She went about her work, busy with her own thoughts, moving here and there in the Mead Hall, making every effort to know where the others were, and with whom they talked, and when possible, what they said. Every little bit of information could turn out to be useful.

Falco

Falco had been about to come out of his room and had seen Rowenna turn into the room next to Eodwine's, and had seen her leave after Eodwine's interviews were over. He tilted his head and closed one eye, squinting through the other, wondering what was up, if anything? His stomach growled. It was time to go eat! He had moped in his room all morning, and moping was hungry work, especially for a hobbit. He wondered if he ought to stick around and see what Rowenna was up to. Maybe nothing, but maybe something. It wouldn't hurt to keep one eye and one ear open just in case, while he waited for word from Eodwine about others who might be leaving Edoras for parts west and north.

No one else had known that the Eorl had included his request in his errand into Edoras that morning, but that was how Falco wanted it. He needed to get back to the Shire, but he needed to do it safely, and King's peace or no king's peace, recent events had convinced him that robbers and bandits and other sorts of ruffians and sharkies might be more than happy to separate him from his pony or his purse, or him from his freedom, or worse yet his head from his neck. He would wait.

He entered the Hall and saw that many were at table already.

11-02-2007, 08:34 PM	#922
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Eodwine "Lys! Of course!" cried Eodwine. "Here, take Rowenna's place. She seems to be done." Thornden spoke up. "How have you fared this morning, Lys?" The boy told them of his morning's adventures. Rowenna Rowenna had been nowhere to be seen, as Ginna had noticed. She had done a most risky thing: she had quietly left the Hall when the visitors came, in lieu of cleaning the room next to the Eorl's, had taken a cup and placed it against the wall and listened through the wall to the Eorl's conversations with both men who wished to be innkeeper. As soon as the interviews were over she snuck back out of the room, unseen or heard by any others, as far as she could tell, and returned to the chore Kara had set for her before Eodwine had interrupted her. In her opinion neither man was at all suited to the job, but she was impressed with the Eorl's quick decision as to how to use Norjm's obviously good qualities. She went about her work, busy with her own thoughts, moving here and there in the Mead Hall, making every effort to know where the others were, and with whom they talked, and when possible, what they said. Every little bit of information could turn out to be useful. Falco Falco had been about to come out of his room and had seen Rowenna turn into the room next to Eodwine's, and had seen her leave after Eodwine's interviews were over. He tilted his head and closed one eye, squinting through the other, wondering what was up, if anything? His stomach growled. It was time to go eat! He had moped in his room all morning, and moping was hungry work, especially for a hobbit. He wondered if he ought to stick around and see what Rowenna was up to. Maybe nothing, but maybe something. It wouldn't hurt to keep one eye and one ear open just in case, while he waited for word from Eodwine about others who might be leaving Edoras for parts west and north. No one else had known that the Eorl had included his request in his errand into Edoras that morning, but that was how Falco wanted it. He needed to get back to the Shire, but he needed to do it safely, and King's peace or no king's peace, recent events had convinced him that robbers and bandits and other sorts of ruffians and sharkies might be more than happy to separate him from his pony or his purse, or him from his freedom, or worse yet his head from his neck. He would wait. He entered the Hall and saw that many were at table already. Last edited by littlemanpoet; 11-02-2007 at 08:42 PM.