There is a quiet figure sitting in the corner, dressed in a long dark hooded cloak. She does not speak to anyone, except when she gets up and orders another pint. No-one seems to notice her presence - she cannot remember how long she has been here - but she receives many unnerving glances from those who also sit in the inn. She has a dark secret, and she will not reveal it...not at this moment anyway.
[ December 11, 2002: Message edited by: Airerūthiel ]
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