DuneDain Inn

His stomach growled loudly and he patted it and laughed. "Hmm, it must be time for supper. I can not allow you to keep me from a good meal any longer. I have purchased your company for the evening even though I doubt you agreed to such, however..." An evilish grin came over him and he snatched her up with his arms. He hefted her up onto his shoulder and held the backs of her legs. He strided back into the Inn and he hoped this would embarrass her. Though she pounded furiously on his back in protest he enjoyed every moment of it. A man sat at his table with an ale. Daranavo looked down at him and said. "Your sitting in my seat." The man gulped loudly and scurried up out of the chair and back to another table. Daranavo lowered her down and expected a violent rebuttle.

Furiously brushing the dark hair away from her red face, she glared up at him. "I was hopping for a hand shake! Not to be treated as some traveler's pack! It is a good thing you have agreed to help or I would not be so willing to put up with your...your..." She let out a huff of air and drew her lips into a tight line.

He grunted, "Oh the evening is far from over miss, and I expect to be well payed for my services." He gave her a wink and gestured toward the bar. "Now be a good girl and fetch us some ale eh?" He turned her toward the bar and sent her off with a swat on her behind then sat down in his chair. He felt that if he kept this up long enough, she would not want his help.

Why was she putting up with this?! She walked to the bar with a smooth, graceful step; her eyes cold as she ordered the drinks, an idea forming in her mind. 'Far from over?! We shall see about that!' When the drinks were set on the bar, a slight movement went unnoticed as she replaced a tiny pouch and picked up the mugs.

Both mugs were placed in the center of the table before she sat down across from Daranavo. Her dark blue eyes were narrowed, her pose stiff with embarrassment and a desire to be elsewhere. A deep breath calmed her a little and she reached for one of the cups.

He looked at her dissapointedly as she sat down. "What, no beef?" He shook his head and picked up the mug closest to him. He tilted his head back, took a long drink then slammed it back down. "So Oliheri, what shall we talk about?"

A spark hid in her eyes as she took a drink of the cool ale. "Have you any tales? One might think that a soldier and traveler may have a few things worth speaking of." Another drink and she leaded back in her seat; no one could be unaffected by the amount he had just had. She had only to wait now. The red was faded from her face and a small smile returned. "You have heard enough of my woes, let us find something else now. And if it is beef you want, you did not think to ask for that."

He had a displeased look in his eyes and he had begun to feel light-headed. His vision began to blur. He looked at her in disbelief and he quickly dipped his fingers into the ale. He rubbed his moist fingers together and felt a few non-dissolved granduals. He felt the room spin and looked over at her. He saw double and mummbled something very distasteful about her before his head hit the table.

Re: DuneDain Inn (It wasn't suppose to be THAT strong! )

A sigh broke past her lips; she should not have used that much. Wishing she did not need help, she waved to the bar man who came over with a questioning look. "Please sir, it would seem that my friend has need of a room. Can you help me?" Her voice was slightly teasing but with a honest note of concern. He nodded and she helped him lift the sleeping from; she placed her arm around Daranavo's strong waist while his arms were pulled around their necks and they supported him from ether side.

They had set him on the bed, Olheri paid for the room and a little extra for the help before being left in the half dark of the little space. She found a pillow and sat on the floor next to the bed thinking it best to be sure Daranavo was alright. She fingered the little pouch of sleeping powder; he would be fine by morning, a good nights rest was all he would suffer from.

This could be her only opportunity to get at the blade, but she wanted his help also. Her head leaned lightly on the edge of the mattress, her mind giving her plenty to think over. 'Oh, Olheri, such a foolish thing. Why did I use so much?! He would be right to never trust me now...' She sat in silence, trying to think what she should do now...or, what she should have done.

She had put the drug in both drinks; why had she let herself use so much?! It was good she had only had a little... As she lost the fight to keep her eyes open, a tear ran down her warm cheek; maybe she could just leave...it would not be the first time... The shadows spun for a moment as her head sank on to her shoulder and her thoughts vanished into dreams.

He opened his eyes and the ceiling spinned in his vision. He brought his hands to his head to try and sooth the pounding. After a few moments his vision cleared and he looked about the room. Seated near to him slumped back in a chair was Olheri. She was sleeping. He became angry when he remembered what he thought she did. The betrayal along with his pounding head forced him to lash out in an ungentlemenlike manner. With a closed fist he punched her in the side of the jaw. The blow sent her rolling out of the chair onto the floor. Daranavo sat up quickly and moaned to the ache in his head and neck.

The limp form crashed to the ground; unconscious in sleep and now from the blow. Only after a few long moments did she show any sign of waking up. A gasp turned into a moan and then silent tears. It was hard to move as she tried to curl up, pulling her knees to her chest and hiding her face. She did not want to be hurt but she knew better then to expect him to not be angered by what she had done. Swallowing and trying to speak, a whispered plea was repeated with only a little more volume. "I am sorry... please. I... I did not think... I am sorry..."

He rubbed the back of his neck, "You best explain yourself woman, I have no patience for this." His words bit at her like a stinging swarm.

A shaking hand went to her face, the flesh hot and painful as her fingers brushed away even the softest hairs that fell across the bruise. She forced her breathing to calm, though it was still raged. Her eyes stayed closed as she tried to sit up and lean her spinning head on the arm of the chair; a small trickle of blood showing at the edge of her mouth. "I am sorry, I should not have done that to you." Her voice was finally calming; she wanted to push everything out of her mind, nothing was going to do her much good now.

"It was in both drinks, yours and mine. I did not think I had used so much; an elf I may be, but no more then a young fool. I have no right to ask you for help now, perhaps you can not even forgive me..." Blurred eyes blinked open slightly; stunning blue now tinted with red. She would not look at Daranavo as she lightly tossed the little pouch of the sleeping powder away from where she sat; her empty gaze falling to the soft fabric of her shoes.

Breathing in deeply, Olhire slowly pushed herself up and stood with her arms limply at her sides and her head bowed letting the long hair fall around and hide part of her face. "Let me leave and try to forget all of this or speak and and I will listen." She let no tear fall as she waited; the silence frightening her more then what he might say. She forced her feet to stay where they were but she wanted to vanish; wanted to run and not have to look back. Maybe someone else could yet help her... Maybe it was too late now.

He rose to his feet quickly and in one fluid motion, he grabbed the back of her with his right hand, and violently turned her around with his left. With his hands on her shoulders he shook her once and held her against the closed door. His face showed anger and confusion. "Who are you really, and what really do you want of me...no more games."

Eyes shut tight and trying not to show her fear, she nodded only once. "Truly my name is Olheri. I must try to find my brother..." She paused, taking in a slightly shaky breath. "He was to be placed in charge of everything. We are the last of a fading people." Only one tear escaped her to make it's way down her cheek.

"Why me then? Are you so desperate? I give you information yet you show no graditude but to drug me for what purpose I do not know." He shook his head and thought a moment. "Perhaps I should take my payment right now before I do more for you." With that, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply." He let go of her shoulders and expected her to recoil.

She trembled lightly, tears braking free as his lips had pressed strongly to hers. As he released her she took in a quick breathe to speak but her voice wouldn't work at first. "I... I was angry... you made a show of me... did I not say I was sorry?" The wall was all that now held her to he feet, her back pressed against the cold wood and her head spinning dizzily from everything that had happened. Her voice was almost pleading as she continued. "I know not where to look anymore. It has been too long since I have heard or found anything... Let me leave and you will never have to see my face again." A shaking hand went to brush the tears from closed eyes and a slightly reddened face.

He leaned back slightly and a stern look came to his face. "Oh no, I think you know far too much about me for me to let you go. I will help you free your brother and I will kill If it comes to that to free him. But you must promise me a few things first."

'Had he just said that? He would now be willing to kill?, he would really help?' Blue eyes opened to look up at him. "I can make promises..." Thoughts of what he might mean crowded her mind, some only sightly better then others. What would he ask, would she yet lose his help for not being able to answer him? The hand that had brushed away the tears went again to the bruise on her jaw, sending a shiver down her spine.

"First, you will promise never to betray me or lie to me again. This you must swear on the life of your brother." He saw that she had paused to think about his words. He became angry and grabbed her again about the shoulders and shook her once. "Swear it!" He said in a demanding tone.