The three Wargs that entered the inn broke the night's merriment. Everybody had shrunk away in their places wishing they were somewhere else rather than being eaten by these evil-looking creatures.
But Sarah was excited at the sight of the beasts. After all, it was the first time she had ever seen a Warg (up close, too!). She had a few doubts about the men who wanted to drove the Wargs away.
"If they do, there will be a riot and everybody might get hurt," she thought.
Sarah cringed at the thought of violence. So she rose from her chair, half-eaten sandwich in her hand, and said nervously to the innkeeper,
"Um...e-excuse me sirs, i think we should
le-let the beast i mean the Warg tell his tale and after that we'll see what happens next. I mean its just my point of view like um... just forgive me if you don't like my idea." And then she sat quickly and drank her mug of iced tea in one gulp to calm her nerves.
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