Disclaimer:
I don´t own nothing from Tolkien´s work...only Liana her mum and friends are
mine. And of course the idea is mine too. I just borrowed the main
characters from "Lord of The Rings".
Same life, same love
It was sunny day but a tavern "Norton Raven"was from main part full. Innkeeper Bronilav was standing behind an oak bar desk, cleaning glass and watching guests. Overwhelming majority was created by local bar-flies, rest was from surrounding villages because "Noraven" (short name for the tavern) belong to the best pubs in whole Ithilien even king Ellesar sometimes comes here to have a beer or somethink little stronger.
Bronilav glance at a barmaid , who was wearing a kelly green dress and was joking with Geston players (Geston – local card game). Liana was young, about 25, chubby, nice and cute (but not gorgeous), long waving blond hair with green clasp laying in cascades on her shoulders, dark eyes looked like black coffee. She was cheerful, gamine, she adored enjoyment, food and drink, she could play the lyre and had a wondeful voice. She was living with her mum in the small house near the tavern, where they settled down 3 years ago.
Liana turned and went back to the desk.
"Almost nothing to do today Liana?" asked the inkeeper with risen eyebrow.
She shruged as if she couldn´t speak and she was drawing circles on the desk with wet finger.
Suddenly the door opened and the strangest trinity that could exists stepped inside.
Same life, same love
It was sunny day but a tavern "Norton Raven"was from main part full. Innkeeper Bronilav was standing behind an oak bar desk, cleaning glass and watching guests. Overwhelming majority was created by local bar-flies, rest was from surrounding villages because "Noraven" (short name for the tavern) belong to the best pubs in whole Ithilien even king Ellesar sometimes comes here to have a beer or somethink little stronger.
Bronilav glance at a barmaid , who was wearing a kelly green dress and was joking with Geston players (Geston – local card game). Liana was young, about 25, chubby, nice and cute (but not gorgeous), long waving blond hair with green clasp laying in cascades on her shoulders, dark eyes looked like black coffee. She was cheerful, gamine, she adored enjoyment, food and drink, she could play the lyre and had a wondeful voice. She was living with her mum in the small house near the tavern, where they settled down 3 years ago.
Liana turned and went back to the desk.
"Almost nothing to do today Liana?" asked the inkeeper with risen eyebrow.
She shruged as if she couldn´t speak and she was drawing circles on the desk with wet finger.
Suddenly the door opened and the strangest trinity that could exists stepped inside.