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excheeto · 06-10-2003, 02:24 PM

Alcyávëiel woke up early,weary from travel,but the brisk dawn air helped get her moving.

She felt strange going towards Weathertop.She had been there severel times before,but she still remembered the watchtower her uncle watched from when she was a young child.The ruins had felt somber,but peaceful,reflecting her quiet mood since the death of her friend.

Bree had given the group a great warning.The liveliness of the town had been taken off the streets by a gang of thieves.The boarded buildings had shown caution and preperation of dealing with someone dangerouse,much more dangerouse than a group of petty thieves.This type of caution must have come from a highly organized,ruthless gang hunting the towns along the road.

Alcyávëiel stretched,then massaged her sore legs after straighting the room and packing her things.Whatever spirit was taken from the streets was certainly not taken from the townspeople! She had stayed up,talking to a group of halfling farmers about grape growing methods,swapping stories of different incidences of thier fields,and also,teaching each other different dances that were popular for each race.

When the music sped it's pace,some of the hobbits grumbled,unable to keep up with the rapid steps of an engwadagnirdance,but two humans and one young hobbit quickly learned the steps and movements.They joined her to spite thier friends,then were shocked as the rest of the halfling group crawled onto a long table and broke out into a fast paced,springle-ring dance.When
Alcyávëiel learned the moves,all of them were soon dancing thier hearts out in a friendly competition.

She put on her cloak,grabbed her saddlebags and went downstairs.She redied her horse,then went back in for a final glass of wine,waiting for the others to get up and finish preparing.The fun of last night would have to be put back in her mind for later,while for now,she drained the last of her wine and thought,for now,they're leaving on a road where they would need as much caution as ever.

Watching the others leaveing,she tipped the barkeep,went out,and trotted her horse down the road with the others.

06-10-2003, 02:24 PM	#11
excheeto Animated Skeleton Join Date: Dec 2002 Posts: 37	Alcyávëiel woke up early,weary from travel,but the brisk dawn air helped get her moving. She felt strange going towards Weathertop.She had been there severel times before,but she still remembered the watchtower her uncle watched from when she was a young child.The ruins had felt somber,but peaceful,reflecting her quiet mood since the death of her friend. Bree had given the group a great warning.The liveliness of the town had been taken off the streets by a gang of thieves.The boarded buildings had shown caution and preperation of dealing with someone dangerouse,much more dangerouse than a group of petty thieves.This type of caution must have come from a highly organized,ruthless gang hunting the towns along the road. Alcyávëiel stretched,then massaged her sore legs after straighting the room and packing her things.Whatever spirit was taken from the streets was certainly not taken from the townspeople! She had stayed up,talking to a group of halfling farmers about grape growing methods,swapping stories of different incidences of thier fields,and also,teaching each other different dances that were popular for each race. When the music sped it's pace,some of the hobbits grumbled,unable to keep up with the rapid steps of an engwadagnirdance,but two humans and one young hobbit quickly learned the steps and movements.They joined her to spite thier friends,then were shocked as the rest of the halfling group crawled onto a long table and broke out into a fast paced,springle-ring dance.When Alcyávëiel learned the moves,all of them were soon dancing thier hearts out in a friendly competition. She put on her cloak,grabbed her saddlebags and went downstairs.She redied her horse,then went back in for a final glass of wine,waiting for the others to get up and finish preparing.The fun of last night would have to be put back in her mind for later,while for now,she drained the last of her wine and thought,for now,they're leaving on a road where they would need as much caution as ever. Watching the others leaveing,she tipped the barkeep,went out,and trotted her horse down the road with the others.