The Green Dragon Inn - Part 4

[Everdawn]

Madea had left Hathorn to his writing and returned to her rooom upstairs to pack her things. Hathorn had packed previously that morning. She came down about an hour later to find Hathorn leaning against the wall smiling. "It is done! come now, we have a long trip to get to Minas Tirith"

He smiled and took her things. Madea laid their due fees on the table for the innkeeper and followed Hathorn outside to where the horses were tethered up to a post. She was overjoyed at the new beginnings her friend had given her, and would be eternally greatful.

Madea mounted her horse, only as another rode up. Its rider, a short woman, with dark shoulder length hair and deep maroonish eyes, dressed in the habit of a black coat over a navy blue tunic and skirt with high black riding boots. The other rider did not smile, but looked stern. pitty thought Madea, She would be so pretty if only she did smile.

The rider sat tall in her saddle, turning her head to watch the man and young woman ride off. Fools she thought, A wedding ring? That poor girl should kill him before he get the chance to do her.The rider laughed and dismounded. She was here on business and business alone.

Her name was Scylla, and she was not of this area, but from the south of Ithilien, a horse trader by nature had once been born a gypsy, travelling throughout the South of Gondor, they to had been horse traders upon a time. But Scylla was much more.

She entered the inn and looked around. The Green Dragon she repeated to herself quietly. Her hard exterior now fading. Her eyes switched form the room to where Niniel, Chrestienne and Soronume were sitting deep in conversation. A conversation Scylla's eyes registered a yearning, and sighed. Well what am i waiting for? no one intimidates me. And who knows maybe they want a horse.

Scylla approached the group. "Good day to you. i am so sorry to bother you but, it has been so long since i have spoken about things to people." she instantly frowned and thought about how strange this must have sounded. "My name is Scylla, may I join you?" she stood back and gave a smile.