[Nuinatariel]

The elf-maiden Lëowen brought her midnight-black horse, Raven, to a halt, stopping before a small inn named the Green Dragon. She led her mount to the stables, and after making sure the horse was comfortably stabled and fed, entered the inn.


Lëowen felt immediently at home in the inn. It was cozy inside, with a scattering of guests at various tables around the room. Lëowen had never been in the Shire before, as her home was in Lóth Lórien. Bored and restless at home, she had taken to wandering. Eventually, she had found herself here.


It was nice to have a roof again over her head. Mostly Lëowen stayed and slept outside, and this would be a pleasent change. "A room for the night, please," she asked the person behind the bar. After taking her room key, Lëowen found an empty table and sat down.