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Post by Laurewen Undomiel on Nov 27, 2003 6:46:05 GMT
--Ara looked around, but mention of Minas Tirith caught her ear. She quickly turned to look at the man who rasped out Legolas was in Minas Tirith. She turned back around and thought carefully.--
Minas Tirith already. He travels fast, with a Dwarf and two Hobbits with him.
--She looked around, not looking at anything in particular, just thinking.--
I wonder how fast it'll take me to get there in this weather...
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Post by Simbelmyne on Nov 27, 2003 16:52:41 GMT
"So...do you have rooms? I need a roof over my head." She turned to the man named Eohere.
"Horse-breeders, you say? Do you give horses to the Riddermark and the service of the King?"
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 27, 2003 18:48:25 GMT
The cloaked man took his room key and ordered a drink then sat by the fire pulling his cloak in tight around him
as he sat the tip of a scabbard poked out from under his cloak and he propped a large Glaive against he wall
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Nov 27, 2003 19:16:58 GMT
Galadeth looked at the Man.
"So... my Husband is already in Minas Tirith... perhaps my stop in Lothlórien to give... <in that moment, a tear came out of Galadeth's Eyes> ... to give Lord Celeborn the news of my Ada's death... in the Helm's Deep... made me be late, now this rain will not let me go now, at least tonight..."
Galadeth stared at the rainy sky through the window.
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 27, 2003 19:21:40 GMT
"He Was There five days ago" the man said " he was in good health and with friends"
He sipped his drink
"Two hobbits and a dwarf" he added"want a Beer?"
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Nov 27, 2003 20:05:30 GMT
"A Dwarf? May be Gimli. I left the Helm's Deep after the Battle in a journey to Lothlórien. ... ... ... ... A Beer? Yes, please..."
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Post by Shieldmaiden on Nov 27, 2003 21:39:16 GMT
Leodwyn looked up. There was some sort of commotion going on in one part of the bar. Shehad recognized many of the names as those that her cousin Eowyn had been with during the battle of Helm's Deep. She was curious but wasn't sure if she should bother with the affairs of others. She had her own problems to worry about. She went to the bar and asked the woman behind it, "Might you have any rooms left?"
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 28, 2003 3:53:16 GMT
The cloaked man got the elf a beer and returned to his seat by the fire
pulled out a pipe and began to smoke it blowing simple smoke rings over the fireplace
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Post by Brannwen on Nov 28, 2003 5:36:48 GMT
"So...do you have rooms? I need a roof over my head." She turned to the man named Eohere. "Horse-breeders, you say? Do you give horses to the Riddermark and the service of the King?" "Not for the king himself, but for many of his riders. My uncle's horses had been used by Theodred, Theoden's son though." Eohere was getting more at easy every moment. The people her, unlike so many other places, were friendly. Something he had been missing. He turned to Eowra. ((ooc: I might have spelled that wrong)) "A room for the night and another ale." |
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Post by Eloise on Nov 28, 2003 7:33:05 GMT
Eowa (No r!  ) nodded. Tongiht the inn was filling up fast. Not only was this good for business, it ment she was also likely to hear many strange and unusual tales tonight. |
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Nov 28, 2003 18:12:00 GMT
The cloaked man got the elf a beer and returned to his seat by the fire pulled out a pipe and began to smoke it blowing simple smoke rings over the fireplace Galadeth looked at the Man smoking. "Thank you, my friends... That reminds me of Elessar, you know? We used to talk under the Moonlight meanwhile he was smoking in his pipe..."#noedit |
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 28, 2003 18:23:25 GMT
Beotbrand heard. "You know the king of Gondor? It must be good to count such a man amongst your friends. I have heard much of his courage and honour."
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Post by Laurewen Undomiel on Nov 28, 2003 19:01:23 GMT
--She was still thinking deeply when mention of Aragorn caught her ear. She looked at the Man smoking on the pipe and smiled.--
"Indeed you do remind me of the king, of what I've heard from stories."
--She looked to the person who mentioned Aragorn.--
"What is he like? I have only heard stories about his courage at the battles and nothing else."
--She turned her whole body around, eager to learn more about the new king.--
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 28, 2003 20:59:38 GMT
"one ranger looks much like another " the cloaked man said "and I too am a ranger"
he puffed on his pipe " it is long since I was compared to that particular ranger"
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 28, 2003 22:08:16 GMT
If you are of the Dúnedain, you will find a welcome anywhere in the Riddermark." said Beotbrand, "Your people have never given us cause to regret our long alliance. If eve I can be of service to you, or to Gondor, I am ready to bear arms for either."
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