taking his drink slowly he ponders what can be done about the elf

Calliope returns from the kitchen after hearing the discussion..
"If I didnt know better, I would say you are with child"

i think i will take my dark corner now

Calliope feels Alatariels stomach..."It is possible you know"

*Rathil stands up*

I am going to be on my way. I think I have a demon to torture. Alatariel if you can't make it back to the guild house on your own tonight please stay here. I don't want you wandering the streets feeling ill.

*Rathil walks out of the bar leaving the charred silver coin sitting next to Alatariel*

*After checking on her friend Alatariel, Phara bids everyone a good evening and slips out the door and heads for her home. It has been a long day.*

need i stay and guard you alatariel

"Draven, I believe Alatariel will be fine in the Inn...Please help her to a room...Here is the key.."

"Be careful Phara, it is dark" waves to her friend, feeling bad that she did not have a chance to chat

Draven looks to escort her up to a room, and waits for her to get steady

Calliope returns to the kitchen to finish her meal...grabs the scraps and puts them in her pouch, cleans the kitchen up..blows out the lights. Pounders about the possibility of Alatariel being with child.

She walks rather quickly to close the windows, bolts the door and goes up to her room. She opens the door and finds Pan asleep on her bed rolled up in a ball. She pulls the scraps from her pouch and puts them in his bowl. She climbs into bed and curls up close to him. She can feel his body rumble from the purring. She whispers to him..."my sweet kitty, I love you so.." she dozes off to sleep.

With child? What are you talking about you silly little hobbit?

Thank you Draven for helping me to my room. (thinks to herself) that silly little hobbit...a baby...hmmm

i'm in the wrong place---**backs out**

XI (day 1) of the time of the fall era

The streets are so packed with people that everyone is shoulder to shoulder and feet to feet trying to walk towards the markets center. A circus is entertaining the people as of various rides are functioning for the children of the town. Many merchant stands are selling sweets, candy, and grilled meat on the bone. The big event will happen when a parade of entertainers will march around the town blowing their trumpets and beating their drums. In the evening fireworks will highlight the beginning of this night’s celebration.

The hobbits from Hills of Dilan run down the stairs and leave the tavern to mix themselves with the many inhabitants and newcomers to witness the huge event.

The barkeep sulks as he wearily walks down the stairs and hangs up the meal of the day.

The menu reads: Blackened Catfish with boiled turnips. He slumps his shoulder as the first customers already enter the tavern. They take a seat and order the meals of the day. He knows the day will be busy as many will come to the tavern to have good food and drink.

*Alatariel comes down the stairs thinking about what Calliope said last night. It is amazing the insight that the little hobbit has. She is afraid that she might be right. Puts a hand on her stomach*

*Rathil enters the inn and sees Alatariel*

Are you feeling any better this morning? Last night was a taxing night for you

*acknowledges Rathil with a nod*

I think so. I feel really nauseated though.

Hmmm thats a bit odd. I wonder if Esane slipped something to you last night. Although that is really not her style. She is usually more open and flashy when she does something.

Yeah she usually is. But i don't think that is it. She never touched me. Besides the words we exchanged there was no interaction. May I confide in you?