Sleep came over Novhloke's eyes while listening to the stories, he began to image how it would be if he could tell a story.
Suddenly he fell asleep. He awoke after hearing a hoarse laughter from the circle of storytellers."Must have dosed off, i should stop ordering more ale" he thought.
"Mr. Novhloke, you really do snore while you sleep, why you scared us silly when you awoke with that loudsnort. Would you be needing more ale?" the keeper asked to change the subject.
"No thank you, i think i have had enough,i dont want to be dozing off and scareing you again."
He took out his pipe and some weed, and began to puff small smoke circles and listening to the stories again. "better get to sleep, im quite tired and it sure is as dark as the color black outside"
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"The treacherous are ever distrustful."
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