[elf-girl-63]

Nuinyulma looked at the man who'd just entered. He was wearing a long thick cloak even though it was summer and still quite warm outside. He seemed distant as if he was thinking about other things or trying not to think about them. It was strange- everyone in the inn had a story to tell as if some unknown force that drew people to it.

She laughed to herself- that was very unlikely. The man had now sat down by himself in the corner of the room. She wanted to go and speak to him but felt she needed a reason. She frowned and began to think. Eventually an idea came to her and see stepped lightly across the room.

"Excuse me, but by any chance do you have a knife?"

He looked up and nodded and then handed over a small knife and went back to eating his steak. She sat down and began whittling some sticks she had brought in.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh-trying to make some makeshift arrows- just in case. Why?"

"No reason. Expected someone like you to have a knife."

"Its upstairs in my room." She noticed his glass was empty and signalled to Ruby for a refill who promptly brought one over. Te man nodded in thanks and silently finished his meal.

"Its Nuinyulma by the way."

"Oh right." He sat lost in thought and she could read sadness in his eyes. He seemed to have no problem with her sitting there so she carried on with her whittling while the inn grew busy with the evening crowd. However, no one seemed to notice the man and the elf-maiden sitting in a dark corner of the room and not saying anything- just lost in there thoughts.

[ September 10, 2003: Message edited by: elf-girl-63 ]