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Lord Athanar wasn't quite sure whether the holbytla had been polite or sarcastic with his last remark, but he didn't let that show. He smiled back at Falco and waved his hand to show that the hobbit should take a seat.
As Falco had sat down lord Athanar looked at him in the eye and raised his goblet with a more serious expression in his face. "We're all saddened by the fate of lord Eodwine. I knew him not so well as to call him my friend, but I did know him, and I knew him as a good man. We were there in the Pelennor Fields both of us... and those experienes are not easily forgotten." He made a short pause as if reminiscing something. "I bid you welcome to Scarburg Hall master Falco", he said suddenly coming back to life again. "Stay as long as you please, and if you go to Minas Tirith make sure to visit us on your way back. There's not too much news coming from there..."
There was a slight distraction as Modtryth brought Falco a pint of ale.
"You must forgive me my curiosity, but how did you two become friends master Falco?" lord Athanar asked as they toasted their cups.
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