After Leu sings her music she is sad that he must leave so quickly.

She stops at Jerichos table and looks at his glove..."Is that what you wanted the needle for?"

Looks at his dish and wonders why he hasnt eaten all his food that she prepared for him earlier...

Turns up to see Alatariel walk upstairs, runs over to touch her hand and spouts, "I am sorry I have been so busy...I wanted so much to talk to you" she lets go of her hand and and tip toes over to the bar for a glass...Thinking it is a good thing I dont drink...I would lose myself after the first glass...snickers lightly

Eärendur walks into the inn and orders a meade thanks Boromir for serving him and sits in his usual corner

A rather large, femal centaur walks in, picks a quiet corner, and is served a mead.
"Thank you, sir" she murmers quietly to Boromir.

*Alatariel comes back downstairs*

It's ok Calliope I know you have been helping Boromir.

she climbs on the stool to see over the bar...watches two travelers enter the Inn, "Welcome, Im Calliope from the Hills of Tantor..I may be only 3ft tall hobbit but I am quicker than most...and you pray tell be?" big smile of joy on her face.

Eärendur and how are you this fine evening Calliope

Alatariel and how are you

She grins with excitement when she sees her friend, "Alatariel, did you sleep well?"

Looks back at Eärendur the half elf mercenary and winks, "Would you like me to freshen your brew..." blushing...hehehehehehe

Yes Calliope I did. and I feel much better

The centaur knows the hobbit has seen her walk in but hopes to be overlooked. She sits quietly drinking, trying to be unobtrusive. Not an easy feat for a centaur but sometimes she can pull it off.

please do mylady

draven enters with the normal cold wind and looks for the halfling from last night, with ax in hand and ears perked up and blood pumping

draven has fire in his eyes and murder on his mind when he takes his seat in a dark corner and waits, brooding on the happinings of last night

*Alatariel seems to be high spirits as she sits at her usual table watching the people*

*Jericho enters the inn and walks up to the bar. His cloak is pulled tight. He walks up to the bar and grabs a brew but he doesn't sit down in his usual seat. He moves to a table out of the way of the main floor and sits with the brew in front of him.*

*sees Jericho as he enters the inn*

*still invisible from the tonic he consumed last night, Barbus approaches Jericho from behind and tapps him on the shoulder*

*Alatariel decides to go for a walk*

*nods to Jericho as she walks by him*

*exits the inn*

*Jericho turns around and doesn't see anyone behind him. He knows it can only be Barbus or Rathil and not even Rathil is that lame in his attempts to annoy him.*

Hello, Barbus

*Jericho says*

Whats happening Jericho? How have you been? What happened to your hand?