[Alatariel Telemnar]

Alatariel went up to the counter and ordered a glass of wine. Taking it she went back to her table in the corner, her hood still towering over her face, leaving it shadowed and barely visible to the common eye. She sat down on the chair facing the rest of the crowd.

She sipped the wine, as she watched the people in the Inn. Most of them were all wrapped up in their lives. None of them paid attention to Alatariel, and she like it that way... She sipped the wine as she watched the other people walk by. They were several races, some that Alatariel knew very little about. She waited there, for him to come...


There was a noise behind her. Alatariel jerked her head around. There, on the ground, was a note, blown by a soft breeze, even thought there were no open windows. She got up and walked over to the note. Picking it up, she saw how messy the handwriting was. The note read:

Dear Marya, I'm sorry I was unable to be here for you return. I am also sorry for the messy writing, but I left in a hurry, and I can't write neat fast. I had to leave on a personal matter, I will return... someday. I did not want ye to wait up for me, I did not want to waste ye time. I cannot write anymore at the moment, but do expect me to keep in touch, from now on I shall go by the name of Mungo.

Goodbye, your hobbit friend, Mungo.

Alatariel reread the messy note, written in red ink. She folded it up, and set it in her pouch. Her fingers hit a cold metal object. She grasped it and took it out. It was a gold charm on a gold chain. She looked over it, and quickly put it away.

Alatariel took the last few sips of her wine, and went out to the stables. She walked over to the black stallion. He neighed at her sight. She walked into his stable. Taking an apple out of her pouch, he stomped his hooves. Alatariel held it out to him, and he took it eagerly. "So bow, how do you like it here? Huh?"

He neighed after finishing the apple. Alatariel smiled, which was still barely visible under her hood. She leaned against him. Then, widening the door, she walked him outside. It started raining as Alatariel said, "Go! Run! Be wild! Have some fun!" The black stallion started in a fast gallop; he trotted away in the rain, Alatariel watching him go...