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Elendawen looked at Evelyn cautiously. She didn't want to push. If she wanted to talk, she would in her own time. "A pretty nice price," she said slowly. "10 for a meal."
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"49," she replied. "Almost young, for the lengthening age of Men nowadays, but still well into my adult years. I have seen a lot and lost many of my family members in the War of the Ring. But, I am still around to run my tavern...And you?"
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"Not really for an Elf," Elendawen said earnestly. "Now if you were human and came in here saying that, then you would be getting pretty old!" She laughed. "But...that's actually kind of young next to some other Elves that I've met over the years."
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Jorne entered the tavern. He tried to decide if he wanted something to eat or drink. He decided on getting something. Jorne walked up to the bartender.
"Here's 4p. Give me an ale." He said. He held out 4p to the bartender.