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Sophia the Thunder Mistress · 03-18-2003, 10:01 PM

Morwyn smiled at the boy, Elhor, for he was, at a closer look, quite young. She didn't know quite who his last question was addressed to, since he seemed to be looking at the whole group as he spoke, but since nobody else seemed to be answering she cleared her throat.

"My name is Morwyn, of the Rohirrim." she gestured toward her companions, "this is Sara, also of Rohan; and the Lady Nahai, who, I believe hails from Rhovanion, near the edge of Mirkwood."

She was comfortable, the warm food and ale had cheered her up and she was ready for long conversation and storytelling. She took a smooth pointed stick from her pocket and twisted her hair back from her face, poking the stick through it to keep it in place. Settling down she rested her elbows on the tabletop and listened.

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Sophia the Thunder Mistress Scent of Simbelmynë Join Date: Apr 2002 Location: Aboard Highwind, bound for Traverse Town Posts: 1,780	Morwyn smiled at the boy, Elhor, for he was, at a closer look, quite young. She didn't know quite who his last question was addressed to, since he seemed to be looking at the whole group as he spoke, but since nobody else seemed to be answering she cleared her throat. "My name is Morwyn, of the Rohirrim." she gestured toward her companions, "this is Sara, also of Rohan; and the Lady Nahai, who, I believe hails from Rhovanion, near the edge of Mirkwood." She was comfortable, the warm food and ale had cheered her up and she was ready for long conversation and storytelling. She took a smooth pointed stick from her pocket and twisted her hair back from her face, poking the stick through it to keep it in place. Settling down she rested her elbows on the tabletop and listened. [ May 05, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ] __________________ The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!