As her company found keen interest in the brown cloaked boy at the door, she herself let her eyes roam the inn. They soon landed on a ranger nearby. His stature and shadow gave him a mysterious aire.
The fairness of her features gave an apperance of a smile. She had been warned that rangers were gwaith andelu, but she felt never to lay judgement on any save orcs. Her smile beckoned, and should he deem it necessary to join their table, he would be welcomed.
[ January 30, 2003: Message edited by: Rochelle ]
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