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Nogrod · 01-08-2011, 07:41 PM

"Thank you for the plenty, lord Faramund. It was very good indeed. But I think we have things to talk." He looked at the young lord straight to the eye.

"Well, sure. So what might have brought you here?" Faramund answered, keeping his calm now.

"I knew your father before the war. We were not close... but I knew him. He was a wealthy man from a traditional family, but he was also a modest man with modest goals in life. And he was a devout rider of Rohan." Athanar made a pause, not letting his eyes from young lord Faramund.

"So I'm just wondering..." lord Athanar started gazing around to all the adornments, the precious pelts, the valuables on the table. "You are doing pretty well for a lord in Mid Emnet... Would you like to tell me where does all this come from?"

Lord Athanar took the half full goblet and toyed with it. "I failed to see such wealth in the surrounding countryside... I maybe new around here, but I'm not new to life, or stupid!" Lord Athanar hit the goblet to the table so that some of the mead fell over while his voice got louder. But he controlled himself immediately. "An eorl should know the lands and their ways. So, how does this household work? How do you make your fortunes?"

01-08-2011, 07:41 PM	#874
Nogrod Flame of the Ainulindalë Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: Wearing rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves in a field behaving as the wind behaves Posts: 9,308	At Faramund's hall "Thank you for the plenty, lord Faramund. It was very good indeed. But I think we have things to talk." He looked at the young lord straight to the eye. "Well, sure. So what might have brought you here?" Faramund answered, keeping his calm now. "I knew your father before the war. We were not close... but I knew him. He was a wealthy man from a traditional family, but he was also a modest man with modest goals in life. And he was a devout rider of Rohan." Athanar made a pause, not letting his eyes from young lord Faramund. "So I'm just wondering..." lord Athanar started gazing around to all the adornments, the precious pelts, the valuables on the table. "You are doing pretty well for a lord in Mid Emnet... Would you like to tell me where does all this come from?" Lord Athanar took the half full goblet and toyed with it. "I failed to see such wealth in the surrounding countryside... I maybe new around here, but I'm not new to life, or stupid!" Lord Athanar hit the goblet to the table so that some of the mead fell over while his voice got louder. But he controlled himself immediately. "An eorl should know the lands and their ways. So, how does this household work? How do you make your fortunes?"