Legacy of Traitors RPG

[Eorl of Rohan]

It was already drawing toward night, and the sun's last rays glittered as it was trapped in the fountain's clear, transparent spray.

'At least he's got some spirit' Ferethor thought, but was not appeased at Aelimur's haughty attitude. He decided aginst showing his annoyance, and shouldered his slender bow wordlessly.

"I've worked with Maen's father in the past, but now he's a broken man. I've nothing but his decription of her daughter yet." Ferethor answered offhandedly.

"You can get changed at your manor while I head for Hollowdale Swan inn." Ferethor added as he set out in search for the inn.

Ferethor entered the inn, surveying the crowd keenly under the pretext of finding a seat. The bustle of the inn effectively screened him from any outward observers, but Ferethor was still wary. The pretty lass over there - it must be Maen.

Aelimur entered the inn. Ferethor turned his head away and sighed as Aelimur headed to the bar, bought a mug of beer, and winked at the lass. "Aren't you pretty."

Maen abruptly dashed her cup of water upon Aelimur's face. At that, Ferethor could not resist a chuckle, at which the girl instantly turned on him. "And what is your business, Mr. Stranger?" She demanded.

"We are looking for Guriel Il Galoth. We have come far to seek him, for we heard that there are tidings of his wherabouts in Minas Tirith." Ferethor said, trying to look frank as possible.

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