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Imladris · 09-10-2003, 08:28 PM

A soft, yellow ray of sunlight splashed onto Maethor's face and pried his eyes open. Yawning, the young ranger looked about him and realized with a start that he was half covered with straw and laid upon the floor but a few paces from Nair, who was absently chewing on some oats and staring mournfully at him. Clambering to his feet, Maethor stretched, surprised that he had fallen asleep in such unlikely quarters, and began to scratch Nair's ears. Taking a soft brush, he began to groom the mighty stallion, talking softly in Elvish all the while. Patting him affectionately on his rolling shoulder, Maethor stepped from the stall and peered about him. The stable was empty of humans, but the horses stood contentedly in their stalls...except that one horse was missing. Maethor frowned uneasily. Kneeling before the forlorn stall, he saw the footprints of both horse and the person who had taken him away. He followed them until the faint path led to the grove of trees. Here he stopped and, after a brief meditation, decided that the best course would be to tell Hanasian and Amandur.

He returned to the Inn and asked Amandur where Hanasian was, and, after hearing the answer, Maethor said, "A horse is missing from the stables. A woman's delicate footprint is beside the marks of the horse."

Without waiting for Amandur's response, Maethor sprinted up the stairs, and coming across Hanasian, said softly, "I do not know if this is important, it may be nothing, but a horse was taken from the stable in the night or in the early morning."

09-10-2003, 08:28 PM	#11
Imladris Tears of the Phoenix Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Putting dimes in the jukebox baby. Posts: 1,453	A soft, yellow ray of sunlight splashed onto Maethor's face and pried his eyes open. Yawning, the young ranger looked about him and realized with a start that he was half covered with straw and laid upon the floor but a few paces from Nair, who was absently chewing on some oats and staring mournfully at him. Clambering to his feet, Maethor stretched, surprised that he had fallen asleep in such unlikely quarters, and began to scratch Nair's ears. Taking a soft brush, he began to groom the mighty stallion, talking softly in Elvish all the while. Patting him affectionately on his rolling shoulder, Maethor stepped from the stall and peered about him. The stable was empty of humans, but the horses stood contentedly in their stalls...except that one horse was missing. Maethor frowned uneasily. Kneeling before the forlorn stall, he saw the footprints of both horse and the person who had taken him away. He followed them until the faint path led to the grove of trees. Here he stopped and, after a brief meditation, decided that the best course would be to tell Hanasian and Amandur. He returned to the Inn and asked Amandur where Hanasian was, and, after hearing the answer, Maethor said, "A horse is missing from the stables. A woman's delicate footprint is beside the marks of the horse." Without waiting for Amandur's response, Maethor sprinted up the stairs, and coming across Hanasian, said softly, "I do not know if this is important, it may be nothing, but a horse was taken from the stable in the night or in the early morning." Last edited by piosenniel; 05-11-2006 at 10:40 AM.