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[erchamion]

::walks into the pub::

::pulls back a stool at the bar and orders a bottle of wine::

::angsts::

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[heavyhand]

*comes into a pub, too, ignoring the barkeeper's attempts to take his axe away*

*sits by you, nodding* Hey, Beren.

[erchamion]

::raises head from his arms with the most forlorn looking expression on his faces at your voice::

::tries a smile for a change and nods::

Mablung, how's life?

::offers you a galss of wine::

[heavyhand]

*shakes his head politely and orders a beer*

It's good to be out of Mandos. And see everyone again.

[erchamion]

::sits back and takes a sip::

Tell me about it.

::takes a keen look at their surroundings before looking back at you::

It has sure changed a lot, don't you think?