The Green Dragon Inn - Part 3 - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Annalaliath · 04-09-2003, 07:26 AM

Annalaliath straitedened up from the window sil. She, then, walked to the bar, wiping the charcoal on her hands off on to her,now dry, mud spattered traviling clothes. But as it always is with charcoal, there were smudges on her face and hands. There was even one on her nose that she knew nothing about but suspected its presence anyway. Standing at the small bar she ordered some coffee.

Annalaliath walked back to her corner table. She then watched the people a little more, listening to the fragments of speach that floated her way. She did this and sipped her coffee,wonering at all of the wonderous stories to be told.

Annalaliath, face smiling now, just as it always has, living up to her name sake. Only her eyes seemed to be wells that held a saddness, the deep blue grey that they were, mabe it was the want of home mabe just the saddness that many see in the eyes of the elves. Her hair falling around her shoulders now and then like a flowing mantil of gold and the brown of honey. Her face and this mantle a reminder that this was an elf woman, of an age, not just the mudd spattered traviler sitting in a corner table of this inn.

She sighed, and thaught of all the things still left to do before... "But enough of that," she mumbled and went back to sipping coffee and watching that other patrins.

[ April 09, 2003: Message edited by: Annalaliath ]

04-09-2003, 07:26 AM	#11
Annalaliath Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Albuquerque Posts: 380	Annalaliath straitedened up from the window sil. She, then, walked to the bar, wiping the charcoal on her hands off on to her,now dry, mud spattered traviling clothes. But as it always is with charcoal, there were smudges on her face and hands. There was even one on her nose that she knew nothing about but suspected its presence anyway. Standing at the small bar she ordered some coffee. Annalaliath walked back to her corner table. She then watched the people a little more, listening to the fragments of speach that floated her way. She did this and sipped her coffee,wonering at all of the wonderous stories to be told. Annalaliath, face smiling now, just as it always has, living up to her name sake. Only her eyes seemed to be wells that held a saddness, the deep blue grey that they were, mabe it was the want of home mabe just the saddness that many see in the eyes of the elves. Her hair falling around her shoulders now and then like a flowing mantil of gold and the brown of honey. Her face and this mantle a reminder that this was an elf woman, of an age, not just the mudd spattered traviler sitting in a corner table of this inn. She sighed, and thaught of all the things still left to do before... "But enough of that," she mumbled and went back to sipping coffee and watching that other patrins. [ April 09, 2003: Message edited by: Annalaliath ] __________________ Bloody Stumps!!!