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The Steward of Gondor is in the bar tonight, doing what one generally does in a bar:

Drink.

He seems... curiously blank tonight. Neither in a good mood or a bad. Simply... somewhat detatched. Deep in thought. Daydreamy.

Security badge is, as usual, clipped to his belt and in plain view.

Lost in thought he may be, but he always welcomes company.

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Caspian's smile is brilliant, and fond.

"Thank you, my friend. It was a long life without her. She is lovely--and kind, and brave. I hadn't realized you were friends, but it seems impossible that it should be otherwise. And your brother is employed by--Lilly, did you say?"

His smile turns slightly wry, and he laughs.

"Keep an eye on that, perchance. Lilly is a fine girl, though prone to some wild ideas."

"Lady Lucy is among the first of friends I made upon arrival here. She has been quite dear to me. As for Boromir..." Faramir smirks and sips his ale. "I have guessed at the manner of Lilly's business. He can handle himself with her, I've no doubt. And oh! The Valar forgive my thoughtlessness. Can I buy you a drink? It looks like at least one of us as earned his pay today."

Gesturing with his ale, Caspian shakes his head and laughs.

"Thank you, friend, but nay. This will keep me for the night, I believe. And aye, the work these few days has been rather busier--two of my workers left last week and I've no idea when they will return. It is, of course, not their fault, but the door, I believe, pulled to them."

"Oh? Which ones? I have met precious few of the staff of the stables, having little reason to venture there myself."

"Only one was a true employee," Caspian admits, "a man named Ennis del Mar. He is of few words, but he was a fine man to work with horses. The other was a friend of his from home. Are you sure you will not reconsider going to see our stables? Are you not drawn to the horses?"

Faramir has never heard the name, nor did his mun realize those two had ~~buggered off~~ gone *cough*.

"Oh, drawn indeed. I am, as my brother will attest, notoriously fond of all living things. I have feared being in the way of things."

"Nonsense!" Caspian laughs.

"I would be more than happy to see you if you would stop by--if you are not displeased with our small stables. They are not grand, but they are comfortable, and there are some fine animals cared for there."

"Stables are not grand even in the Palace," Faramir chuckles. "Only in Rohan are the horses treated as near-equals to their masters -- that being so, I would look out for Lady Eowyn. If anyone has reason to find stables lacking, it might be her. Her people are known as the Horse Lords. Some legends even tell that they share blood from some godly source." He sips his ale. "I had considered that the horses in your stables were personal property, not animals free to visitors. But I will gladly come to see you, and perhaps make an excuse that I am told a friend of a friend heeps a horse there. I will see him."

"I have heard of her people, I think," Caspian muses. "The dwarf who acts as farrier for the stables, Gimli, has told me many stories of the Horse Lords. I believe I may have reminded him of some of his old friends from that people."

And indeed, Caspian with his intent grey eyes and hay-gold hair, standing straight and tall and true, might well pass as one of the Rohirrim.

His smile, now, is encouraging.

"Aye, do. I would greatly appreciate the company. Tell me, my lord, do you know much of ship-building and woodwork?"

"You do resemble them, to some extent," Faramir agrees. "Although your face seems to have features closer to those of my own people. Yet I think you would pass among them; intermarriage is not unheard-of. And I do know Gimli from my own world. He is the first Dwarf I have known, and the finest."

Upon Caspian's next question he takes on a thoughtful expression. "As it happens, I do know a little of both skills. My mother's people and my distant ancestors were of the sea, though I confess my knowledge is all from books. I have had no firsthand experience. Of woodwork I know a little more, and have some experience in it, by necessity. Why?"

"I have been working on my boat, hoping to be able to get her in the water when the weather warms enough to allow pleasure sailing," Caspian admits.

"While the work could be done on my own, I'm sure you'd agree that it passes much more quickly, and far more pleasantly when it is done with a friend."

"I do agree quite wholeheartedly. I would be more than happy to assist you, if you have a little patience for an unpracticed hand. Where is your ship?"

The truth is Faramir gives himself far too little credit: he is more than capable with woodworking, and picks up new crafts quickly.

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