What
Jon meets Amlin of Ered Luin, purveyor of fine hairpins.

Who
Bavor (#25001)...Jon Goatleaf
Amlin (#20926)...himself

[+TIME] Middle-earth time is: Daytime on Monday, Day 26 of February.
Execute the +TIMEFRAME command for year information.

Real time is: 15:06:31 MST on Tue Dec 26 2000.

Scattered about the well polished hardwood floor beneath your feet lie many rag-cloth rugs, their colours comprised mainly of reds, rusts, and browns. A swinging door leads into a room on the southwestern end of the Foyer and by the smells coming from the room as the door swings open it appears to be a kitchen. At the opposite end of the Foyer stands an open doorway with a cloud of lingering smoke, the sounds of loud talking and laughing spilling forth. A small passageway winds down a hallway in the opposite direction from the kitchen and Common Room. Smoky beams of light pour through the windows on either wall of the Foyer, illuminating the floorboards below.

(OOC) Looking for the Pony Express? Loudo is selling them now for 2 coppers.

Contents:
Amlin
Pony Guest Book(#17365VM)
Loudo Silvertongue
Obvious exits:
Closet, Hallway, Kitchen, Common Room, and Archway

[Jon] It's early afternoon, and soaked outside. Naturally, the Prancing Pony Inn provides an excellent haven from the unpleasant precipitation, so big folk and little alike swarm to the building for warmth, dryness, food, and drink.

A big man, perhaps one of these flocking to the Pony, stands near the door holding a rather large basket of tomatoes, radishes, and taters. "G'day, sir! Ma'am? Vege'bles fer sale!" He calls to those walking past him, holding up the plants with his free hand. "Vege'bles... fine vege'bles... anyone?" He sighs as most people walking by ignore him.

l amlin
A yound khazad with fire-like hair and beard. His beard is accurate braid. If you look at his eyes you can see them are shining like the eyes of dreamer and curious person. He`s wearing sombre sky-toned garments girdlet with a yellow belt. He wears earth-hued boots. From the belt hang a lot of belt-bags filled with jewelry tools, pipe, pipeweed, flint and steel, flasks and other usefull things.
Carrying:
Two hairpins.

[Amlin] A young khazed draws his attention to vegetable seller, says "Good day. Vegetables? hmmmm.... maybe usefull to garnish, but them do cook, and fresh... hmmm...who cares...A big piece of well coocked meat would be much better" and smiles.

[Jon] "Eh, hroom?" the big fellow looks around at the dwarf's voice, but sees no one. Then he loos down and starts, dropping a tater. "Ah! Hoo... sorry mate, didn't see y'there!" He laughs nervously, bending over to pick up his potato. "Aye, a longbeard. Wull, welcome to Bree. Care for a radish?" He places the tater back in his basket and takes a radish, holding the vegetable at the dwarf. "Aye, care for a radish? A noble vege'ble 'tis, the food o' kings! Cooks well, too."

[Amlin] A bit insulted Amlin says "Radish, no thanks... i`m a bit too busy to make food...". Amlin scratches his head and says "What i wanted to say? Ahh.. about beard thanks, i wish to have even longer, but i`m too young now...and about radish... for true i`m looking for a good axe, and now i have only one main goal."

Jon is standing by the door to the outside looking to sell people vegetables, and Amlin is standing nearby, speaking with the man. "Aye, right then, Mister Dwarf." The man places his basket on the floor by his feet. "Aye... it's a very nice beard, o' course, make no mistake 'bout that. As fer an' axe... wull, 'ere's a blacksmithy down by the marketsquare, sir." He nods sagely to himself. "Me name's Goatleaf, by the way, Jonathan Goatleaf. Pleasure makin' yer aquaintance." He smiles cheerfully and nods to the dwarf.

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Jon
Tall, at nearly six feet in height, stands this human individual, and very large, with a big belly, stubby arms and legs, and wide, flat feet. His face too is wide and fat, a wide mouth below a large, bulbous nose. His eyes are a dark shade of green, beneath bushy black eyebrows. His hair is short, black, and curly.

This individual's clothing is a simple affair: a striped, green and yellow waistcoat over a short-sleeved white cotton shirt. A brown leather belt holds up a pair of dark blue woolen trousers. His shoes are leather as well, black. He wears no jewelry.
Jon just looked at you.

Amlin bows gracefull to Jonathan Goatleaf and says "And my name is Amlin. I`m from Blue Mountains, Barazin clan, Artisans guild. I`m jeweler. Just ended my apprenticeship and still have my finishing work with me. If you want to see it, just ask". Amlin starts to tap his belt pockets searching for his jewelry...

There are no obviously inspectable details on Foyer.

[Jon] Nodding to Amlin, Jon chuckles. "Aye, wull, Mister Dwarf, sir, 'at's right int'restin', then. Aye, I don't know 'at much 'bout the longbeards meself, but 'at's int'restin' all the same, sir." He laughs and tosses his radish up and down.

l amlin's hairpins
You see pair of silver hairpins, plait from thick silver threads so masterfull, that it looks like a shiny narrow spiderweb on the morning sun. Each of hairpins you see encrusted with seven various sized emeralds. They looks like a dew drops on the spiderweb. All emeralds are in pairs and all carefully polished. You count seven pairs of them. If you take one of the biggest, you see that this emerald is cut in a form of an early morning dew drop. Its color is clear true green, soothing to the eye like a lawn of new grass after a warm rain at the beginning of the spring. By looking to the sun through the gem, you can see a small hearth-shaped inclusion.

Amlin tracks girl with a look, nods for himself and says "Johnatan, maybe we will better talk in the foyer, near fireplace with some beer? If you have some time for sure... I will show you my hairpins... they better look in better lighting". Then Amlin turns around and without waiting or even looking Johnatan proceeds to foyer.

Common Room
This large and rectangular room serves as the common room of the Prancing Pony. The high wooden beams over head are soot covered from the ages of smoke that has been exhaled here. Three dim lamps cast their beams down on the room, but being as they are so heavily veiled in smoke, most of the room's lighting comes from the blazing log fire in the far northwest corner of the room. Also situated along most of the northern wall of the room is a long bar, its wood slightly scarred though well polished, and a long line of bar stools lines up in front of it to accomodate the lone individuals. Maple stands behind the bar serving a patron and holding a MENU. Several tables, of various sizes and shapes, lie scattered about the room, some tucked away into dark and shadowy corners. Several game tables stand against the southern wall, directly opposite the bar. Table code is in effect here. Type thelp for table commands.

Contents:
Dart Board
Long Bar
Obvious exits:
Water Closet and Foyer
(OOC) Please help the IC Economy by using the IC Cash Bar!

[Jon] "Aye, right then," nods Jon as he follows the dwarf. "Hairpins, eh? That's right int'restin', sir. I'd be glad t'see yer 'airpins, 'en." He sits down at a chair and looks over at the dwarf with curiosity.

Amlin says "First we need to order some drinks" and orders pair mugs of Shire Ale. "Nothing better..." sniffs Amlin and shows his hairpins to Johnatan.

Amlin +gives 4 Copper Pennies to Long Bar.
Amlin +gives 4 Copper Pennies to Long Bar.

Amlin gives one mug to Johnatan.

[Jon] "O' course, sir, I'll ne'er balk at a mug o' brew!" Jon laughs as he accepts the dwarf's offer. He grabs the mug eagerly, taking a long gulp of the drink. "Ahh... ol' Butterbur serves exc'lent brew, I tell ye."

Amlin picks his mug, drinks in one big gulp and says "Yep, realy good. But there we have unknown girl, maybe we shall invite her there? Then he draws his attention to girl and says "Khmmm..Madam? Madmoiselle?.. would you be so glad and join our company? By the way... My name is Amlin and there is Johnatan Goatleaf...". Amlin orders another pair of Shire Ale for himself and Johnatan and glass of Red Wine to Unknown.

Amlin +gives 4 Copper Pennies to Long Bar.
Amlin +gives 4 Copper Pennies to Long Bar.
Amlin +gives 5 Copper Pennies to Long Bar.

Amlin steps through the open doorway that leads out to the Foyer.
Amlin has left.
Amlin comes into the common room from the foyer.
Amlin has arrived.

Jon nods. "Right-o, a-ha. Wull, whoever she is, I'm sure she's thinkin' of us, eh? I dunno." He chuckles. "Right... then, how 'bout them hairpins, eh?"

Amlin nods "No problem. But what to do with wine? maybe you want some?" Amlin gives mug and glass to Johnatan. Say "About hairpins, yeah? they are beautiful, aint?". Amlin admires his hairpins...

[Jon] "Aye, they are indeed..." Jon looks admiringly at the pins. "All them jools... right beautiful, they is..." He takes a gulp of ale and stares at the pin.

[Jon] "Wull..." says Jon, looking at the dimming sky outside the Pony's windows, "Wull, I'd best be off. Pleasure meetin' ye, Mister Dwarf sir." With these words he places his mug down and walks out the door, smiling at Amlin in a friendly manner.