[Witch_Queen]

Cariâthwen's return


The Green Dragon loomed on the horizon. Cariâthwen had returned to the inn hoping that she might find company for the long ride ahead of her. She sat on her horse staring down at the marvles of The Shire. The beast beneath her began to move from side to side, left to right. "So your ready then?" The animal moved it large white head up and down given his approval. "Well then shall we."

Before she could finish her sentence the horse began a dead run towards the Green Dragon Inn. Cariâthwen did her best to keep from falling of the back of her large white horse that she call Thorn. Out of the corner of her eye Cariâthwen thought she saw what was a bird of some sort but wasn't sure.

The outside of the inn hadn't changed a bit since she had last seen it. Cariâthwen saw a passing hobbit lad. "Excuse me...Yes you... If you would be so kind as to escort Thorn here to the stables I'll treat you to a pint or two." The face of the hobbit seemed to lighten up at the sound of a pint. "Thanks I'll be waiting inside by the bar." Cariâthwen stood up straight pulling the hood of her cloak over her head to try to hide her face. Now lets see what is going on inside the Inn. Hope its nothing to drastic.

Cariâthwen opened the door to the Inn and noticed that nothing about the place had changed. She walked over to the bar to wait for the hobbit so she could keep her promise. Cariâthwen seemed lost in thought when suddenly she was brought back to reality at the feel of a tug on her cloak. She looked down noticing a smiling hobbit standing beside her. "Oh yes I almost thought you wasn't going to join me." She turned to the maiden behind the bar. "Can I have two pints of the strongest ale for my friend here." The maiden smiled and went about getting the two pints of ale. Cariâthwen turned placing her back against the wooden bar. Her gray eyes scanned the inn not knowing what to be looking for.

The sound of the pints being sat on the dark wood of the bar caught her attention. Turning around Cariâthwen paid for the pints and handed them to the hobbit that helped her a few moments ago. "Here you go as I promised two pints for your service." Noticing an empty table in the darkest part of the inn Cariâthwen though it best to find herself a seat. Empty was no understatement. The lonely table in the corner was lacky chairs. Noticing a table that was surrounded by chairs Cariâthwen decided the obtain an empty chair so she was not having to stand up all day. "Excuse me...." Cariâthwen couldn't tell if the figure that sat at the table was friendly or not. "I'm sorry to bother you...Would you care if I took a chair.. All the others are currently occupied." The words seemed to spill out of her mouth despite her failed attempt of concealing her elven accent. Taking a closer look at the figure Cariâthwen noticed the figure was a he and he appeared to be looking at a piece of paper.