1Gwanw
"Im uachas Gwanu, e isto Gwanu"
"Come, hurry let us get of this rain my friend," the figure called to this companion through the downpour.
"I ... I do not know about this! This is a strange town, and strange weather, and a strange inn, with probably strange people in the strange inn..." The Elf, for they were Elves, who was sick of the rain took no notice of his friend's rant, pushing open the door to the small, but homely, inn.
".. CARMELOR!! You--are--not--listening--to--me!!" The exasperated Elf's hood fell down against his back as they entered the inn, revealing a pale youth with golden hair.
"You are correct Aravilui. I am not listening to you, not one little bit. I am listening to my skin begging for dryness, my stomach begging for food, my throat begging for drink, but I am not listening to you," replied Carmelor quickly with a hint of mirth in his voice. He sighed happily, pushing back his hood, revealing slightly darker skin and silver hair; he was a bit taller then his companion. Carmelor walked up to the bar looking for the innkeeper.
"Hello? Anyone there?" The silver haired Elf called out. Looking around, the inn was empty but kept up, a fire roared in the fireplace and the smell of delicious food hung in the air.
Aravilui started to speak, "Oh well, no one is here in the strange inn, guess we will have go--"
He was interrupted by a silky, deep voice. "Well met my Elves, do you seek board for the night?"
Both Elves turned around startled to face a very tall man... or was he an Elf? It wasn't clear. Long black hair that seemed to gleam purple or blue at the angle of the firelight flowed down his back. His face was almost unbelievably pale and age seemed impossible to pick up on a long unreadable face. Strangest of all were his eyes, unlike any either of the Elves had either seen. They were pale grey to the point of seeming... white... but that couldn't be.
Carmelor and Aravilui stood in silence staring at him, taken away, unbelieving such a being would be running an inn of all things. "May I help you?" he prompted.
"Y...yes... we would like room and board for the night please... uh sir?" Carmelor finally spat out.
"Yes, of course you would," the man said softly. As an afterthought he added, "You may call me Ban, please, follow me."
Both Elves looked at each other mystified and followed Ban into the cozy halls of the inn, unsure what to expect.