It had only been an hour or two when the elf walked back into the inn. Her hazel eyes scanned the inn carefully as she sat down, now at a different table.
She had gone to visit an old friend of hers, in need of advice. He had been quite surprised to see her, but welcomed her all the same. They had chatted for a time untill she had decided to return to the Green Dragon for the night.
She was not in the mood to find a room just yet and decided to think things over.
She noticed a tall dark man taking out a a beautiful instrument, the likes of which she had never seen.
She sighed and thought back, when she had not the troubles she had now.
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