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> "It's Saul, Terau. I've brought a friend to meet you and your son. This is
> Shawnee, she has only just arrived in Whiteriver less then hour ago."
>
> Saul helped Shawnee into a seat across from the blind man and took the seat
> next to her.

"Only an hour?  And already you're being dragged about the Warren.  Saul
must like you, m'dear--the lad and I had to wait a while." Terau grinned. 
"Please, sit down.  I believe that Telaran left some papers scattered
about here and there--I'll take them."

He ran his hands over the tabletop lightly, collecting the sheets and
pushing them to the side in a loose pile.  "I'm sorry about this mess,
here.  Wasn't expecting anyone, you see."  He chuckled.  "Now, have you
seen my son?  He was supposed to be coming back with dinner sometime
soon--"

"--I'm right here, Da.  Plate?" Telaran broke in, placing a plate in his
father's hands.

"Yes, please.  What is it?  Smells like a roast." Terau put the plate
carefully onto the table.

Telaran pressed a fork into Terau's palm. "There's some slices of roast,"
he said, guiding his father's fork to the plate, "Some corn, and a whole
baked potato.  There's also water, here, and a pastry for dessert."

"There may be a pastry now, but if I don't finish quickly, it'll be gone,
won't it?"

Telaran grinned, and took his seat.  "Indeed.  The Baroness spoiled me
rotten."  Leaning over, he quickly whispered, "18" in his father's ear.

Terau laughed.  "Well then.  Telaran, this is lady Shawnee, also new to
the Warren.  M'dear, this is my son, Telaran, and I am Terau, as you have
already heard.  We are honored to make your aquaintance.

"So, m'dear.  What, other than the obvious, brings you to the Warren?"

*****
NRPG: I think that makes four now!  :)  I know, I should have written
someother people in, but I'm too brain-dead to put words in anyone else's
mouth today.  Cheers!

--mia

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