Pub of Lothlorien

[Lady Galadriel]

*she smiled* if you please *she got up and whispered in the waiters ear something about her special wine, then sat back down* you will not be needing ale, i have you something better

[Thraden]

"Ok sounds good. I'll get some tomorrow then."

[Thraden]

*The waiter left and returned with two glasses of special wine* "Thank you." *Thraden took a sip*

[Lady Galadriel]

*galadriel sat hers down on the table and almost laying over the table to get in thradens face to see what he thought* do you like it?

[Thraden]

"It's very nice. What is it?"

[Lady Galadriel]

*she blushed and sat back down, and then she looked at him with a big smile* its...my special wine *she laughed* thats all i can say, maybe ill tell you someday *she leaned near him and kissed his cheek, then sat back down, then laughed again* oh...thraden i love you

[Terion]

Terion walked into the pub and took a seat. It had been a long day for him and he was eager to relax. He saw Galadriel and Thraden and nodded to them as he took a seat. He ordered an ale and began to sip it.

[Thraden]

*Thraden nodded back to Terion. He turned back to Galadriel* "I love you too." *He took another sip*

[Lady Galadriel]

*galadriel was biting her lip, then she smiled, and took three large gulps of her wine, then sat it down, and stood up, and yawned* im tired thraden..may we go to my palace now?, or would you enjoy more wine? *she was about to laugh, but she held it in, and instead raised one of her eyebrows*

[Thraden]

"Yes, let's go back to the palace. I'm felling kinda tired after a long day."

[Lady Galadriel]

*she walked over to him and stood beside him, waiting until he got up* Alright *she looked at the waiter and waved her hand* come on *she yawned again* im so tired...

[Thraden]

*Thraden yawned and stood up* "Ok let's go."

[Lady Galadriel]

*she walked out the door with him* (ok, post in...nvm, ill make new thread)

[Ecthelion]

Ecthelion entered the inn, asking for a room, and when, refreshed and changed, he came down into the main room, mulled wine was brought to him. He thanked the server, and sat back.
He had come from Imladris by way of the Dimril Stairs, untroubled by the snows of the mountains, and then had seen the woods of Lorien in the distance, a golden mist that beckoned him onwards.
The March Wardens had spoken to him and let him through, for he was known, in their most ancient histories, although never until now had he seen the place that was once called Laurelindorinan , ' land of the Valley of Singing Gold '. And that, he felt was its truest name.
One thing he had gleaned in Imladris, was that Glorfindel was not presently there, Ecthelion could have waited, but he wished to see these wide lands. Never before had he crossed the Hithaeglir, the borders of the west lands in Middle Earth.
He carried , from Imladris, a map, of the lands, and in any case, he could live in the wild, and had gold and gems enough to stay anywhere, he feared little, and was content to travel alone until chance might allow him to meet with his old friend once again.
The wine was spiced , sweetened with honey, and hot, and he sipped it, relaxing back as he looked at the glimmer of gold beyond the windows

[Symbianne]

Symbianne noticed the newcomer and approached slowly and said in a soft voice*
Mae govannen. Welcome to the Lórien lands. What brings you here mellon?*