*lingers around on the other side of the street of Denethor's shop*

*wonders if Boromir is there, but can't bring himself to go inside*

Éowyn, my dear?

*waves Pharazon's note*

Mail for you! :p

*ventures into the park, searching for a good spot for target practice with his new bow*

*puts up a target a picture of lord_steward in the centre*

*steps back, taking aim*

*shoots, hitting bull's eye*

*feels the recoil force*

OUCH!

*targets and shoots another arrow, hitting the target again*

*has found an innocent log to hack and stab*

*gruntthrusts*

Fucker! Why couldn't you stay dead?

*thrusthacks*

*sighs*

All right, Faramir, time to make things right.

*stands in front of Éowyn's door for a while*

*finally knocks*

*returns to Tirion after a few days in the wild*

*wanders through the streets in search of Éowyn*

*is stalling does some window shopping*

*has acquired a cloak, sword, bow and arrow, and some food supplies, spending his last Gondorian gold coins*

*is now well equipped, though broke*

*buggers off to the woods, in full Ranger mode, until he has figured out his emotions*

*needs someone to talk but doesn't know who to turn to*