The Green Dragon Inn - Part 10

[Maeggaladiel]

Eleniel was suprised at how easily and gently Isaac gathered the large dog into his arms and bore him out of the ditch.

"Eleniel, you'll have to keep him calm while we walk," he said. Eleniel nodded.

"Thank you," she said. Then she turned to the ball of fur in his arms. "Everything will be fine, Arrow," she said in reply to his soft whining.

"Excuse me," came a voice from behind her. Eleniel turned, suprised, and found herself looking into the eyes of an elven woman. "I cannot help but wonder if that dog is yours," the elf continued. "If my skills are required, I am happy to lend them. My name is Elkamia, I have a skill with herblore and healing."

"Yes, thank you!" said Eleniel, relieved. "My name is Eleniel, and this is indeed my dog, Arrow. I think.. I think he was hit by a carriage. I do not think his wound is fatal, but he needs some medical attention. I can pay you for your services, Lady Elkamia."

[Firefoot]

Daisy had gotten down from the table and was waiting for Lily to follow. Lily hurried after her and they headed out the door, where they could see that a crowd of people was already gathered. Lily nudged the person standing next to her.

"What's going on?" she asked. "Is somebody hurt?"

"Aye, someone's dog was hit by a carriage is what they're saying. Not a fatal wound, but serious nonetheless," the man replied.

"Thank you, sir," said Lily. She and Daisy pushed to the front of the crowd. Lily didn't know if her help was needed or not but she was plenty willing to give it. She hated to see living things suffer. Up ahead, she saw a tall man carrying the dog she had heard to be injured and two women talking together. She realized it was the same woman and dog that had sat and listened to their music a short while ago.

"Come on," she said to Daisy. They walked up to the two women. Lily said, "My name is Lily, and this is my friend Daisy. I hope your dog's okay? Do you need any help?"

[Maeggaladiel]

"My name is Lily, and this is my friend Daisy. I hope your dog's okay? Do you need any help?" Eleniel was tore her eyes away from her dog to meet the worried gazes of two hobbit lasses.

"Pleased to meet you, Ladies Lily and Daisy." Eleniel said, recognizing them as two of the Inn's musicians. "Although I wish we had met under happier circumstances. Yes, I believe my dog will be all right, after he recieves some medical attention." She looked at the elven woman at her side. "This kind woman here has offered her aid as a healer."

"As for helping, I'm.. I'm not quite certain what needs to be done." The quaver had returned to her voice. "Although I'm sure Arrow here will be pleased with all the extra attention he'll be getting. We're trying to take him to the stables, where he can rest. I'd keep him in my room, but I doubt that the inkeeper would appreciate us dragging a bleeding dog through the Green Dragon's eating quarters." She smiled, trying to mask her worry with humor.

[piosenniel]

GREEN DRAGON INN FACTS:

It is the 4th Age, year 12. By the Shire Calendar it is year 1433 S.R. (Shire Reckoning).

King Elessar is on the throne of the Reunited Kingdom of Arnor and Gondor.

Mirkwood has been reclaimed by the Elves and is now called Eryn Lasgalen.

Paladdin Took, Pippin’s father, is Thain of the Shire. (Thain is an honorary title for the military leader of the Shire. The title has been held in the Took Family since the position was first established in 3rd Age 1979 with Bucca of the Marish as First Thain.) Paladdin Took dies in year 13, and will be succeeded by his son, Peregrin, ‘Pippin’, Took.

Samwise Gamgee is Mayor of the Shire, having succeeded Will Whitfoot in 1427 S.R.

The Innkeeper, in the Green Dragon Inn of this forum, is:
Aman – a young woman from Rohan.

Before her, the Innkeeper was Piosenniel, and before her it was Dwarin, the Dwarf.

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Other ongoing characters in the Inn:

Ruby Brown, Hobbit – not married – server and maid

Buttercup Brownlock, Hobbit – not married – kitchen assistant and maid

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Ongoing characters from outside the Inn:

Halfred Whitfoot – local Shiriff from Bywater and Postmaster for this area of the Shire; his pony’s name is Dumpling.

Fredgar Hornblower – local Shiriff from Hobbiton – played by Fool of a Took
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Please Note:

No 'SAVES' are allowed in the Inn.

With the exception of the Innkeeper and the Moderators, no OOC (Out Of Character) comments are allowed in the Inn.

Only the Innkeeper, Amanaduial, or the Moderators move the timeline for the Inn forward.

Visitors to the Inn will need to read the posts that come before theirs to get an idea of what time it is in the Shire, what the weather is like, and what is happening.

Please be familiar with the rules for the Inn and Games in The Red Book of Westmarch, the first topic in the Shire.
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IT IS NOW LATE EVENING. THE WEATHER IS PLEASANT.

THE PARTY CELEBRATING THE REBUILDING OF THE INN IS IN FULL SWING - PLENTY OF FOOD, DRINK, MUSIC, DANCING!

[Archsage Isaac]

"I'd keep him in my room, but I doubt that the inkeeper would appreciate us dragging a bleeding dog through the Green Dragon's eating quarters." Eleniel had said, trying her hardest to hide the worry in her voice. Isaac heard it quite clearly, he heard lots of things that nobody else did. He could almost sense the fear and anxiety in her voice. He'd been able to do that for as long as he could remember, never thinking anything of it.

The group reached the stables shortly enough, but Isaac was in quite a predicament. While walking he'd originally planned on using his blanket as a makeshift bed for Aarow, but hadn't brough his traveling bag with him. Before entering the stables, he turned to Eleniel and spoke. "Miss Eleniel, would you be so kind as to do me another favor. Beside the table where we were sitting was my bag. In it, directly on top, is a blanket and a small vial of liquid. Would you bring them to me, please?" Aarow began to whimper a bit again, Isaac ran his fingers through the dogs silver coat gently in an attempt to keep him calm.

[Eowyn Skywalker]

Willow glanced at Mira. "Well, then I guess we should keep going, even if we've lost half of our audience!"

She grinned wryly, and sighed. "But we're left to hold this open now, so come on, Mira. Let's get going. You start, if you'd like, and I'll try to follow along with whatever you come up with. Shouldn't be that hard."

Willow tucked her redish fiddle under her chin, and tried hard not to worry too much about what might've happened. She lifted her bow, and, and waited for Mira to start the song.

She looked around the Inn. So many of the people had chose to dash out, while others were still there, sitting, and waiting. It was such a different sight, so different from what Willow knew.

She smiled, and awaited Mira's start, so she could follow in with whatever song the other hobbit chose.

[Maeggaladiel]

"Miss Eleniel, would you be so kind as to do me another favor. Beside the table where we were sitting was my bag. In it, directly on top, is a blanket and a small vial of liquid. Would you bring them to me, please?" Isaac asked her once they had reached the stables. Eleniel nodded.

"Of course," she said. Running back to the Inn, she found the bag Isaac had spoken of. It felt strange rummaging though someone else's things. As he had said, the blanket and strange vial were directly on top. She gathered them in her arms and returned to the stable.

"Here you are," she said. "What's in the vial?"

[Amanaduial the archer]

Aman, curious and a little irritated by the sudden rush out, decided to follow.

Although quite a number had gone outside, many were drifting back in now, and most were unconcernedly continuing, as the music continued - two of the group had vanished, but Aman was fairly sure most of the partygoers hadn't really noticed, and the little jig Willow was playing was most agreeable, lively and cheerful. Aman was able to slip ot quite easily.

"Excuse me...excuse me..." Aman slipped to the front of the crowd deftly until she was in front of Eleniel. "Excuse me, ma'am, may I ask what is the matt-" her eyes fell on the dog and she gasped a little. "Good grief..."

"We have help," the woman replied steadily, her voice only shaking a little as she couldn't resist a glance in the direction of the dog's bloody bulk.

"You are sure?" A nod answered the Innkeeper and she pursed her lips, then murmured regretfully, "I would let you into the Inn to tend to him, but there are certain standards..."

"I understand, Aman. The stables..."

"Absolutely," the Innkeeper agreed quickly, glad this girl was using her head even though it was obviously her dog and had shaken her quite badly. "There are a few spare stalls near the front. I ask only that you do not go too far down - the horses are easily panicked, and that the main bulk of people could stay outside. Oh and...did you see who did this?"

[Archsage Isaac]

Isaac waited patiently as Eleniel returned, blanket and vial in hand. He nodded and smiled. "The vial contains a draught that, when consumed, induces a numb state on the entire body. Aarow won't feel the pain from his wound, that is, if you want me to give it to him." Isaac said as Eleniel began to speak will Aman.

Aarow looked up at him, still wagging that tail of his. "You'll be ok soon, just stay calm for now." Aarow rested his head once again on Isaac's arm, breathing heavily. Isaac turned to Eleniel once again. "Hey, Eleniel, when you're done talking would you please place the blanket in one of the front stalls if you would."

[Maeggaladiel]

"There are a few spare stalls near the front. I ask only that you do not go too far down - the horses are easily panicked, and that the main bulk of people could stay outside. Oh and...did you see who did this?" The inkeeper was talking to her now. When the woman had first approached her, Eleniel was worried that she had caused too much of a commotion and that Aman was here to tell her off. She gave a mental sigh of relief as she realized the innkeeper wanted to help. Eleniel ran her fingers through her hair, which did little to help considering that she was wearing a braid.

"Thank you," she said. "And no... I did not see who..." her voice caught as she looked at her dog. "I didn't see who did this." She swallowed hard. "Although I assume it was a carriage."

She looked to Isaac, still holding the dog. She blushed, realizing that she had left him holding a very heavy and wounded animal while she was off chatting with people.

"Sorry about that," she said, spreading the blanket on the ground. "You did not have you use your own blanket, you know. And yes, I think Arrow would appreciate the contents of that vial." She gave a little laugh. "Sorry, I'm not making much sense right now. I'm just... overwhelmed."

[Feared Half-Elf]

"Nay, my lady, you need not pay me for my services." Elkamia told Eleniel, after she had run to get the man's requested phial and blanket. "I am a warrior more usually, and have spent many years out in the field. My healing and herblore I give freely to those who need it, as a way of repaying for all the lives I take as a warrior. I would not allow you to pay me." That was true, sometimes she killed men rather than orcs, and quite often regretted doing so.

She knelt beside the dog, where he had been layed. The man who had carried him there was there beside the dog also.

[Firefoot]

Lily had followed the group into the stable, still unsure if she could help or not. The dog, Arrow, was laid down in a stall a fair way away from the horses so they wouldn't get spooked. Lily watched all this, and in case anyone was paying attention to her, she said, "I'll be back in a minute." She had decided to take this opportunity to make sure her pony was housed properly. She wandered down the aisle to where the horses were at and found her chestnut pony toward the end.

"Hey, Clover, how ya doin'?" she murmured to him. The pony nuzzled her affectionately and Lily let herself into the stall. She saw that he had fresh water and clean straw and seemed to be doing all right. Lily whispered to him, "Do you like this place? It's been a while since you were housed in a nice stable like this." Clover gave a low nicker, and Lily took that as a yes.

"I'll come back later, okay?" Lily said. She let herself out of the stall and walked back down to where the injured dog lay. She could see that Daisy wasn't doing anything either, so Lily said to her, "I don't think our help is needed. Arrow will be all right, and that woman seems to know something about healing." She inclined her head to where the Elf was kneeling near the dog. "Maybe we should head back to the inn so Willow and Mira don't get too worried about us." Lily waited to hear what Daisy would say about her proposition.

[Maeggaladiel]

Eleniel watched as Isaac brought forth a bag of herbs for the elven woman who was now kneeling at Arrow's side. The dog seemed more preoccupied with the numbing sensation taking over his tongue than the elf's slender fingers touching his wound. That was good.

The elf hiked her skirts up around her knees to avoid tripping over the dog. Eleniel was impressed. This woman was a warrior, a healer, a graceful elf, and a sensible thinker. She knew several people who would have worried more about their personal appearance than the well-being of a mongrel that they had never seen before.

"Again, I don't know how I can thank you both enough," Eleniel said. "I speak for Arrow, too." Hearing his name, the dog wagged his tail, although still fascinated with the lack of feeling that was spreading across his body.

Apparently, Eleniel would be staying at this Inn longer than she had anticipated. She found that she didn't particularly mind.

[Archsage Isaac]

Isaac was relieved of the saddlebags once Elkamia took them from him. He didn't stick around for the actual healing part. He merely kneeled down and scratched Aarow's nose. "Stay out of trouble out here, okay?" Isaac said. Aarow wagged his tail in agreement and Isaac stood and walked off. Before leaving he looked at Eleniel. "I'm going to go back to the inn, if you requre added assistance on my part, you'll know where to find me." he said. He slightly nodded and smiled before exiting the stables completely.

The front of Isaac's shirt had several small stains of Aarow's blood. Unfortunate. That's the third time this week he thought, slowly reaproaching the inn. A rather strong gust of wind had blown through and wreaked havoc on his appearance. Without too much thought, he smoothed out his hair and drew his cape around him in order to cover the blood stains. Isaac approached the inn doors once again. Slowly he pushed them open.

The sound of the music rushed over Isaac once again. Almost immediately he found himself in a better mood. He smiled to himself upon seeing the most peculiar thing. An elf, drunk as far as Isaac could tell, dancing in the center of the room all alone. I've not seen anything like that in my journeys, that's for sure... he thought as he made his way to where he'd been sitting before. This time when he sat down, the chair did not nearly break under his weight. Isaac sighed from relief at this fact before crossing his arms infront of his chest and watching the others.

[Witch_Queen]

Cree
Cree walked out of the tree line to see that the party had already gotten under way. She hadn't see Grimm all day and thought it would be good for her to try to find someone to talk to. Avalon rested on Cree's shoulder and the two of them walked towards the inn. On their way Cree say what looked like two figures standing there with a dog? Cree decided that going into the inn could wait a little bit. She wanted to investigate on this matter. As she got closer she saw the dog and some people talking. "Good evening?" Cree said as she got in speaking distance. Avalon let out a screech and Cree thought the dog was going to kill itself trying to get away from Avalon. "Sorry about that. I am Cree from Eryn Lasgalen and I believe that dog is the one you two are calling Arrow. That is if I'm wrong."

The look on Avalon's face only could tell that to the white crow it was only to be called dinner. Cree gave a scolding look to Avalon telling her to calm down. Cree had been in the woods all night trying to find Avalon some mice to eat. Yet her search had failed. Her black hair was loose around her face and every now and then it blocked her vision. Cree tucked her hair behind her ears and looked at the two people. They introduced themselves as Issac and Eleniel. She noticed that Aduthondiel was there with them. She hadn't seen her since the day she talked to Hama. "Adu where is Hama at this day?" Cree didn't know what to think when the elf said that he was gone to Rohan. Cree missed his company but not as much as she missed Grimm. "Well it is nice to talk to someone. That is if Avalon can calm herself down."

Cree walked over and got each one of them a mug of ale. Avalon still perched on her shoulder the two of them decided to hear the stories the two would have to tell. Perhaps even Adu would tell them a story.

[Maeggaladiel]

"Good evening?" The voice startled Eleniel. She turned and found herself looking into the hungry eyes of a large white bird. Arrow gave a yelp as it clacked its beak at him.

"Sorry about that. I am Cree from Eryn Lasgalen and I believe that dog is the one you two are calling Arrow. That is if I'm wrong," said the woman holding the bird. She appeared elven.

Arrow eyed the large bird warily, but wagged his tail in greeting.

"Pleased to meet you, Lady Cree. What brings you to the Green Dragon?" asked Eleniel, nodding graciously as the woman handed her a mug of ale. "This is indeed my dog, Arrow. May I introduce Lady Elkamia?" She gestured to the elven woman tending the dog's wounds.

"Stay out of trouble out here, okay?" Eleniel turned again to see Isaac scratching the dog's nose as he left the stable.

"We'll try," said Eleniel, "But we cannot promise you anything." She looked down at him. "Ugh, sorry about your shirt." It was spackled with little red dots from carrying the injured dog. He shrugged and smiled before heading back inside. The sounds of music drifted through the door as he opened it.

The white bird cawed noisily, bringing Eleniel's attention back to the woman behind her.

"Pleased to meet you, too, Avalon," she said with a laugh.

[Witch_Queen]

Aduthondiel
Adu noticed that Cree was there. She was about to tell Cree about Hama going back to Rohan but Avalon shrieked to get her attention. Adu laughed and ran her hand down the crow's neck. Adu still didn't know why she persisted in drinking more ale when it seemed she had already had to much to start out with. She noticed that Issac was looking at her funny. What is his problem? You would think he had never seen an elf before in his life. He doesn't look at Cree in the same manner. So why me?

Adu looked at him, "Can I help you with something?" She thought her words was going to frighten the man. Adu wasn't used to being looked at in any way than as a warrior from Rohan. She knew it was not natural to see "a drunken elf" but the celebration called for a better mood.

[Feared Half-Elf]

Elkamia knelt over the dog, checking the wound with long, gentle fingers weatherworn by years in the field, years of archery and swordfights. It was quite clean, as wounds went, cleaner than one from an orc-sword, at least.

She rooted through her saddlebags, and found a phial of clear, faintly purple liquid. She sprinkled a little on the wound. It looked fairly clean, but the liquid would make sure it stayed that way. It would have stung like nothing else, had Arrow not been under the influence of the numbing liquid. For that she was glad, as she collected together some other herbs from her bag, and a large bottle of water, from the special pool deep in the depths of Eryn Lasgalen. Healing water, she'd learnt a lot from the forest's healers.

A long strip of cloth emerged from her bag next, and she bandaged her gloopy mixture of herbs to the wound. Again, it would have stung if not for the numbing liquid. Yet again she thanked Isaac silently for that as she worked. Arrow seemed fine in himself, once she was finished she checked his eyes to make sure his head hadn't been affected.

Satisfied that she couldn't do too much more for him at the moment, she sat back on her heels. She laid a hand on the dog's head, and spoke softly in Elvish, a poem she once learnt. It soothed Arrow, and slowly his eyes drooped and he fell asleep. Elkamia looked up at Eleniel, surprised to see another elven woman with what looked like a crow standing beside her. She shook her head at her own folly and smiled, when she focussed on something properly, everything faded out of her mind entirely. She stood up and adressed Eleniel first.

"He'll sleep for a while, but I think he'll be fine. He'll be warm enough out here, I'm sure, with the horses around in here." Her attention slided to the elf with the crow. "My apologies if you or Eleniel here adressed me and I ignored you, I do not mean to be rude. I have a habit of concentrating on one thing when it requires all of my attention, then I fail to notice anything of what is happening around me. It has put me in danger occaisionally. May I enquire as to your name? You seem familiar somehow, though I cannot place it. Are you from Eryn Lasgalen?" She paused for a moment to let her skirt back down, from where it was tied by her leg.

[Archsage Isaac]

Isaac looked at the white bird that had landed beside him. It was as white as the snow in his first memories. "She likes you, Isaac. Thats something it takes her a while to do. Avalon isn't the type to make friends easily." Cree had told him before laughing at Adu's behavior.

What's that all about? Isaac thought to himself. He was getting a strange feeling. He shook it off though, that is until Cree began to look ill. "Cree, are you ok?" Isaac asked her. She looked around the room slowly. Avalon began to shreak and Isaac's feeling returned. Cree was starting to fall. Isaac lunged forward and barely caught here just before she hit the floor. "Unconscious..." he muttered, before turning to Adu. "What's wrong with her?" he asked, obviously concerned.

[Witch_Queen]

Aduthondiel
She noticed that Cree began to fall but Isaac barely caught her. "What's wrong with her?" She heard Isaac say. It seemed to her that Cree had one of her episodes again. "Isaac, its nothing unusual. Cree has these episodes, sometimes they are worse than this one." She told him about the time Cree's side began to bleed from a cut that was obviously there but wasn't sure how she got it. "Theres nothing we can do right now. It will have to wear off."

Though Adu didn't know Cree very well, Cree reminded her so much of her younger self. Cree and Avalon shared a bond like Count and herself. Adu took a sip of her ale and looked over at where Cree was. The child is still very young yet for some reason these episodes come and go at their own will. There has got to be something I can to help her. There just has to be. Adu drifted off into space. It seemed like she was back at home in Rohan. Dorian was there beside her and for some reason she saw Isaac. She thought she had noticed Isaac from some where else before.

She quickly snapped back to reality. "Isaac, where did you come from? You just seem so familar. Have you ever been to Rohan before?" She noticed how his features hadn't changed since the last time she saw him. She wondered why she hadn't seen it before. Cree began to move, and Adu focused her attention to the elf. Cree took a drink of ale and it was as if she went back into a sleep. What is going on with her? Adu turned back to Isaac who now seemed stunned. "Isaac are you ok?" He nodded his head. "Now will you answer my questions." She placed her hand on Avalon's head and began to drink the rest of her ale.

She began to think back to when she was back in Rohan and had all her friends there with her. Everything was peaceful back then. Crystal was still a little girl and had alot to learn. Yet now everything was different. Crystal's own father had basically turned against her. She was left to fend for herself. The painful past was enough to make Adu want to throw up and forget about it. Yet the only good thing about Rohan was that Hama was on his way there. "General Hama." The words were like air coming out of Adu's mouth. "Move swiftly Hama for you never now when the enemy is following." She snapped back to reality and apologized to Isaac for not paying him any attention.

[Archsage Isaac]

"Isaac, where did you come from? You just seem so familar. Have you ever been to Rohan before?" Adu asked him. He had forgotten to tell her his story. Before answering he made sure that Cree was ok. She seemed to be. He turned his attention to Adu and her questions.

"Firstly, I will answer any questions you have about me, anything at all. As my first answer, I don't know. I don't remember anything before a few years ago. Not one thing. Though I do know what you mean, you look familiar to me as well. I wish I knew why though." he said, slowly taking a drink of his ale. "Allow me to question you, Adu. What do you mean that I look familiar?" As he said this, he began to try and think of any possible way that he and Adu could know each other, but could think of nothing.

[Fordim Hedgethistle]

The newcomer mumbled something inaudible in response to Snaveling’s uncharacteristically friendly tone, and he quickly looked away. Feeling the snub, Snaveling turned his attention back to Toby and addressed the elder hobbit’s question, too long unanswered.

“You are right, my friend, we should attempt to regain our happy mood. But I am a dour and uncompanionable sort, and those who take up with me must endure it.” Toby laughed with delight and took another swallow of his ale. His face was thoroughly flushed now and his eyes had begun to wander in slightly different directions. As drunk as the little fellow was it was nothing compared to the state the larger Man would be in had he been matching Tobias drink for drink. Not for the first time, Snaveling marvelled at these Halfling folk and castigated himself inwardly for so badly misjudging them when he first arrived at the Inn.

He turned to Galadel next and bowed his head slightly. “I am glad you have rejoined us My Lady.” Silently he sent her thanks for her aid earlier in the evening. Without her support, he would never have found the courage to confess to Aman, and all the good that had come of that would never have been. Even as he formulated the thought, he felt her silent acknowledgement. But at the same time, he could feel her renewed curiosity about him pushing at the edge of his consciousness. Once more, he closed off that part of himself which he had forever kept hidden, but this time he did so as one would close a door behind a departing friend, and not violently as he had before. Galadel smiled and he knew her mind: Very well, Man of the South, keep your secrets. For now.

Indeed, it was those secrets that now consumed Snaveling. He could tell from the reaction of Roa and Galadel that his amulet and the tale he told of it had put him into an entirely new light with them – a potentially dangerous new light, although who was a danger to whom was unclear to him. In his youth he had heard many tales of his ancestor, the exiled heir to the prince, and of the enchanted island in the West where Men did not die, and over whom there ruled a King so powerful that he had vanquished and humbled the Nameless One himself. Snaveling had always put aside such tales as trifles meant to calm children before bed, or to mislead the foolish. But now…he began to wonder if there could be any truth to the tales. And if so, how could he profit from them…?

Toby clapped Snaveling on the back and suggested another drink. Snaveling smiled and remarked, “I have already had more than enough drink for one evening” and his face flushed with immediate shame at the thought of what he done that night while under the influence of the alcohol, “so I shall forgo any more. However, a nice cup of tea and some of that food would be more than welcome right now.” He rose with Tobias to fetch something, but at a thought, he turned to Roa and Galadel and asked, as courteously as he could, if they wanted anything from the table.

[Archsage Isaac]

"Can I help you with something?" Aduthondiel asked Isaac. Isaac scanned her over and then looked into her eyes and smiled. He thought for several moments about what to say, and finally just decided to introduce himself.

"Hello, I am called Isaac. A pleasure to meet you, Aduthondiel." Isaac said, offering his hand and a chair for each Adu and Cree. "I merely thought it strange that you were dancing alone, nothing more." As he said this, he thought about ordering up some more drinks, as he had already finished the one that Cree had gotten for him. "And I never did thank you, Cree, for getting me that drink. So, thank you." he added as he awaited the two to either sit or continue the conversation while standing.

[Witch_Queen]

Cree
"Elkamia, perhaps you might remember my father a little better. Eruniel, he was called before his dreadful death. Thats why I left Eryn Lasgalen, I blamed myself for his death. Avalon, I'm not sure where she came from but she has been my good friend since I arrived here." Cree knew that it wasn't her fault but still she blamed herself for not doing anything about it. She remembered when she was told that everyone missed her back home and that she should go back. Perhaps it was better if she went back to put everything to a final rest.

Avalon released her hold on Cree's shoulder and flew to the seat beside Isaac. "She likes you, Isaac. Thats something it takes her a while to do. Avalon isn't the type to make friends easily." Cree noticed that Adu had taken a seat and was now sipping on a mug of ale. Cree laughed at how Adu was acting. It seemed to Cree that perhaps Adu had had one to many mugs of ale. For Adu was setting there tapping her foot on the wooden floor of the inn. Cree noticed that the inn looked alot better now since it was finished.

The music began to get slower and slower. The room was getting blurry. Cree knew what was happening to her. Even though she had thought it was over for a long time, Cree needed to face that fact that until her questions were answered the episodes would continue to occur. Adu's face was distorted and it began to frighten Cree. Avalon shrieked and Cree could barely hear that. She wished Grimm was there to catch her when she fell but knew that was only a wish.

[Galadel Vinorel]

"Would either of you care for something to drink?" said Snaveling courteously, turning quickly in mid-stride.

Galadel stretched her sore limbs, and place her hands behind her head. Then she leaned back a little, chair and all, and looked over, only with her eyes, at Snaveling.

"I was wondering when you would remember your manners, Snaveling," said the elf crossly, but then she winked at him and grinned, "Of course I'd like something, if you too wouldn't mind," but she did not wait for either of them to answer, and continued to speak, "I'd like some tea, please. And maybe something to eat as well. I'm not exactely sure what there is to eat, but I do know that the food here is always good, so, really anything will do."

Glancing over at the woman sitting next to her, Galadel smiled. "What would you like, Roa?" said the maiden, "I'm sure that these two very, polite gentlemen wouldn't mind getting you something to drink or eat as well." Galadel grinned, and winked at the ranger, and then turned to smile at Tobias and Snaveling, who were standing by the table, grinning, as she waited for Roa to respond.