The Green Dragon Inn #11 - The Last Chapter

[Gird]

Gird stumbled out of the bushes. He looked at his hand and realized that he was still holding the small blade that he had been using the past month, far more often than he would've liked. I wouldn't want anyone to see me with that. They might think I'm a savage. he thought, quite oblivious to his own physical appearance at the time.

Gird looked down the dirt road he had stumbled upon, and noticed a familiar, yet somehow different sight. The Green Dragon! he smiled, then frowned, But something seems different from the last time I was here. Gird looked closely at the inn. Ahh, I see! They've re-painted the sign! Contented with this answer, Gird walked on to the inn.

Gird walked in the inn. It sure is busy tonight, I wonder what's up? Gird puzzled. Ahh, there must be a special deal on the meal and drink tonight! Gird thought that the brew must be really good tonight, to have so many people singing and dancing, and the... Gird spotted something else that was amiss. They've scrubbed and polished the floors too! Must be someone's birthday. He shrugged it off.

And, to keep with the lively atmosphere, Gird started 'dancing' while he walked, by bobbing up and down occasionally in time to the music.

[Witch_Queen]

Aduthondiel
"Isaac, you just look like the warrior from Rohan that went missing so many years ago. Yet his name wasn't Isaac. Oh never mind. I sometimes let my memories get ahead of me." Adu didn't know now if Isaac could be one of her long lost friends or not. It was now a game of chance. Even now as she looked at him she could see her old friend. Nothing had even changed.

Could he actually be Jack? No, its not him. I never should have mentioned it to him. "Isaac just forget that I ever mentioned it." She knew now that if he was Jack he would have so many questions that she wouldn't be able to give an answer for. That was unless her friend had changed alot over the years.

[nynnd1]

Bredan walked back into the inn, he had had a quick rest and washed, he felt a lot better. He looked around and could not see anyone he recognised. A man was at the bar bobbing to the rhythm of the music. He was smiling, though from the look of him he did not have much to smile about, he looked like a savage.

‘Now you can’t go saying that Bredan, you didn’t look much better when you entered the inn’ he thought to himself.

He decided to walk up to the man, thinking he may be in the same dilemma Bredan himself was in, and what a dilemma that was. Though he had recognised the beauty of Lady Aman that still did not compare to Iolet, the love he had left in Gondor. He knew it was wrong to fall in love with a married woman, but acting upon that love was worse, but he had learnt. For the whole of the journey from Gondor to The Shire he had thought about it. Could he ever go back to Minas Tirith, that was something he had still to think about, but he was happy being away for the while, maybe Gusin, Iolet’s husband would forget, but Bredan doubted he would, what man could forget, or forgive such an act.

“I am Bredan, would you mind if I join you in a drink, I am new to this place.”

He realised that he sounded quite odd, but drinking with company is always better than drinking alone.

‘Anyway, he may be able to give some information on this place’ Bredan thought. Just then Bredan’s eyes caught sight of Snaveling.

“And some people” Bredan muttered under his breath so nobody else could hear, his eyes still fixed on Snaveling, before he realised and looked back to the smiling savage.

[Feared Half-Elf]

"I thought I recognised you from somewhere." She told Cree. "It's not your father I remember, though. I wasn't born in Eryn Lasgalen, I was born in a small forest far to the east. I moved to Eryn Lasgalen several years ago, and after a while got involved in the War of the Ring. But then, who didn't? I got called away to Gondor's aid, and since then I've been running between lands, seeing places I never thought I'd see, and making new friends from other cultures. Eryn Lasgalen is still my base and home, though. I just like to see the world. I pick up new things as I go, different weapons, and ways to use them. New herbs and their properties, that sort of thing. I'm a warrior at heart." She stretched, catlike. Not a delicate stretch like a high lady would execute, but a great yawn more like the warrior she was. She stood up, excusing herself to her companions. "If you'll excuse me, friends. It has been a busy night. I'll check on Arrow before I sleep. I hope I'll see you tomorrow." She inclined her head to them, and left.

She slipped out of the door, into the cool evening air, heading for the stables. Arrow still slept soundly, and Elkamia smiled at the silver dog, in the throes of another thrilling dream, by the look of him. She moved along the stalls, greeting Annufin, the silver mare she rode. She changed from her dress into her usual forest greens, drew a length of green fabric from her saddlebag, and bade her mare goodnight.

Stringing the fabric between two branches of a large tree, she settled down. The cool breeze stirred the branches. She preferred to sleep outside, though nobody could call her a trespasser on Inn land as she insisted on paying Aman for the use of her tree. A room was fine for a night or two, but when she spent a few weeks in one place, she definatly preferred the branches of a tree.

[Maeggaladiel]

Eleniel scratched Arrow behind his ears. There was nothing left for her to do but let the dog sleep. He snored on. Loudly.

She felt bad leaving him alone in the stables, but it was getting late. He was locked in a stall, and would probably sleep until tomorrow morning. She would check back in on him later, but now the excitement and fear had worn off, leaving dull hunger in her belly and exhaustion everywhere else.

She stumbled back into the inn. Isaac, Cree, Adu and Elkamia were talking together. She nodded to them before going to the bar and ordering a drink and something to eat.

Two people sat at the bar, both males. One seemed to be rocking in time to the music.

"Good evening, sirs," she said with a smile.

[Archsage Isaac]

Isaac watched Adu intently, he could see the emotion on her face. Her genuine concern that he was actually her long lost friend. He was confused, he wished he could remember his past, he wished he could remember her. All the wishing in the world wouldn't help him. "I'm truly sorry, Adu. I don't remember you." he said, his voice full of sorrow.

He was about to continue when a jumble of images ran through his mind. Fragments of his memories. He could only decipher one of them. His minds eye caught a glimpse of it. He saw himself standing beside a large tree. Obviously a dense forest was the setting of his memory. Beside him he saw Adu. They were smiling happily at each other. As quickly as the memories had came, they left him sitting with a perplexed look on his face. "Adu, I don't know if I am this Jack you speak of or not, but did the two of you ever visit a forest with each other? I don't know what you were doing, looked kind of important though..." Isaac said, his voice trailed off as he found himself staring at her...

[Dragon Elf odin Ragnorock]

Aildwen walks in the door and sees everyone talking, eating, and dancing to the music. Aildwen walks over to the bar and sits down:

“What can I get you?” said the bar tender
“ Well I will just have an Ale if you don’t mind.”
“Well I will have Ruby bring it over to you.” Says the bar tender in a happy voice.”
“Thanks I will be sitting in the corner.”

Aildwen walks over to the table and takes off his cloak and puts his sword and knives by the table and takes off his gloves. For a couple of minutes he sits and listens to the music and watches the other people talking. He signals to Aman and askes her for a room.
“Sure, but it will cost you 20 Silver peaces a day.”
“Fine, and Thank you.”