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piosenniel · 04-26-2003, 10:05 AM

Eruwen’s post

Rave came down from her room in the Prancing Pony somewhat late that afternoon. She glanced around and saw many familiar faces from the night before. She walked up to the counter, hood over top her golden locks, and caught the attention of the bartender.

"Can I just have some water?" she asked him politely, but hurridly. "I'd like to leave later on tonight, and I don't need to be seen as a drunken ranger on the road."

As Rave took the glass from the bartender, she felt a sudden feel of uneasiness. Something was different than the other night. She turned her head slightly to see a man in the corner. His eyes were concentrated on the table in front of him while he held a mug of Ale. A friend of Rave's from the inn came up near the bar and sat down.

"Hello again, Rave," the Breelander said. "You've been a real no-show today, havn't you? Interesting day it's been."

"Yes, so it seems." Rave replied with her eyes constantly glancing back towards the man in the corner. "You see that man over there---the one in the corner, he wasn't here last night was he?"

"Just came in this morning, why?"

"Do you know anything about him?"

"I've not talked directly to him since he arrived." the Breelander said now whispering. "I talked to some other folks earlier though. They say he's called Ranger. He's not moved at all---just stays at that table by himself. Quite strange if you ask me."

"He looks lost. Like he's...confused at something."

"Yes, but you know them Rangers. Always strange folk, they are."

Rave gave her friend a strange look. The Breelander nodded his head at her and left the bar to join others in the inn. Rave sat staring at the man. There was something about him...something...mysterious. She took a drink from her glass and turned her back to the inn letting the thoughts escape from her mind.

04-26-2003, 10:05 AM	#4
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Eruwen’s post Rave came down from her room in the Prancing Pony somewhat late that afternoon. She glanced around and saw many familiar faces from the night before. She walked up to the counter, hood over top her golden locks, and caught the attention of the bartender. "Can I just have some water?" she asked him politely, but hurridly. "I'd like to leave later on tonight, and I don't need to be seen as a drunken ranger on the road." As Rave took the glass from the bartender, she felt a sudden feel of uneasiness. Something was different than the other night. She turned her head slightly to see a man in the corner. His eyes were concentrated on the table in front of him while he held a mug of Ale. A friend of Rave's from the inn came up near the bar and sat down. "Hello again, Rave," the Breelander said. "You've been a real no-show today, havn't you? Interesting day it's been." "Yes, so it seems." Rave replied with her eyes constantly glancing back towards the man in the corner. "You see that man over there---the one in the corner, he wasn't here last night was he?" "Just came in this morning, why?" "Do you know anything about him?" "I've not talked directly to him since he arrived." the Breelander said now whispering. "I talked to some other folks earlier though. They say he's called Ranger. He's not moved at all---just stays at that table by himself. Quite strange if you ask me." "He looks lost. Like he's...confused at something." "Yes, but you know them Rangers. Always strange folk, they are." Rave gave her friend a strange look. The Breelander nodded his head at her and left the bar to join others in the inn. Rave sat staring at the man. There was something about him...something...mysterious. She took a drink from her glass and turned her back to the inn letting the thoughts escape from her mind. __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.