After a hearty breakfast and an afterward smoke, Sarn saw that the rain had paused.
"I will be on my way now. What do I owe you?"
He settled with the innkeeper, and he went for the door. The fresh rain-washed summer air felt good, but as the summer sun started to warm the lands, the humidity started to rise. It will be a good day to walk the fields of the North Farthing.
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