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piosenniel · 01-24-2003, 11:31 AM

Filling a large pitcher with foaming ale, Pio made the rounds of the Inn’s tables to see to the guests. The tray she carried held the ale as well as a large pot of sweet-spice tea, and a bottle of red wine from Rhun. There was also another treat she had recently gotten in, from a trader just up from the hot southern climes. And as she stopped at each table, she left a small dish for the guests to try.

‘Just throw the shells on the floor!’ she said to Merry and Pippin, as they broke open the fibrous casings and munched on the nut within. ‘That apparently is the custom in the southern Inns where these are served.’ She poured the two of them a pint each of ale, and went on her way, crunching the shells beneath her foot as she walked off.

‘Marvelous!’ cried Laurie, in delight, as her fingers popped open another casing and skillfully deposited the nut in her mouth. ‘What are these called?’

‘Peanuts, I believe he called them.’ Pio leaned down to pour a drink for the woman and her table mate. ‘He said they were one of the treats the handlers would give the oliphaunts.’

As she passed the window, on her way to the green cloaked lady and her companion, she spied Rosemary outside, enjoying the pleasant spring day. Pio stopped at Lumiel’s and Farrehn’s table, leaving a dish of peanuts, and full mugs.

Turgon still slept on the floor, his snoring quite loud. Two of the sturdier Hobbits had helped Pio earlier pull him to a quiet corner where he would not be tripped over. He rolled to his side as she passed, mumbling something about glittering caves. A smiled creased his face, and she knew he was happily wandering some bejeweled underground cavern. ‘Happy spelunking.’ she murmured to him as she passed.

The quiet table had come to life, its occupants now conversing among themselves. She left them a generous supply of peanuts and filled their mugs to keep their throats from parching.

At last, she returned to the bar, where Astarielle and Hirilaelin sat, sipping their drinks. ‘Nice Spring day, ladies!’ she said as she topped their drinks. ‘You should be out enjoying the pleasant weather before the rain clouds gather.’ She plopped a bowl of peanuts between them and went back to see how Cami was coming on her list.

01-24-2003, 11:31 AM	#222
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Filling a large pitcher with foaming ale, Pio made the rounds of the Inn’s tables to see to the guests. The tray she carried held the ale as well as a large pot of sweet-spice tea, and a bottle of red wine from Rhun. There was also another treat she had recently gotten in, from a trader just up from the hot southern climes. And as she stopped at each table, she left a small dish for the guests to try. ‘Just throw the shells on the floor!’ she said to Merry and Pippin, as they broke open the fibrous casings and munched on the nut within. ‘That apparently is the custom in the southern Inns where these are served.’ She poured the two of them a pint each of ale, and went on her way, crunching the shells beneath her foot as she walked off. ‘Marvelous!’ cried Laurie, in delight, as her fingers popped open another casing and skillfully deposited the nut in her mouth. ‘What are these called?’ ‘Peanuts, I believe he called them.’ Pio leaned down to pour a drink for the woman and her table mate. ‘He said they were one of the treats the handlers would give the oliphaunts.’ As she passed the window, on her way to the green cloaked lady and her companion, she spied Rosemary outside, enjoying the pleasant spring day. Pio stopped at Lumiel’s and Farrehn’s table, leaving a dish of peanuts, and full mugs. Turgon still slept on the floor, his snoring quite loud. Two of the sturdier Hobbits had helped Pio earlier pull him to a quiet corner where he would not be tripped over. He rolled to his side as she passed, mumbling something about glittering caves. A smiled creased his face, and she knew he was happily wandering some bejeweled underground cavern. ‘Happy spelunking.’ she murmured to him as she passed. The quiet table had come to life, its occupants now conversing among themselves. She left them a generous supply of peanuts and filled their mugs to keep their throats from parching. At last, she returned to the bar, where Astarielle and Hirilaelin sat, sipping their drinks. ‘Nice Spring day, ladies!’ she said as she topped their drinks. ‘You should be out enjoying the pleasant weather before the rain clouds gather.’ She plopped a bowl of peanuts between them and went back to see how Cami was coming on her list. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.