When Enessar sat with his ale near the main entrance watching for trouble; if it were the policy of this inn to be peaceful he would like to help
After a couple of pints, he felt he should probably see to the surrounding area and find a place for his horse: the inn's stable was full what with all the travelers.
Outside, it was dark and quiet. Enessar felt his half-brother, a halfelven, in the vicinity; perhaps in town. He felt his malice.
Hating that things should arise from the past to bring harm to these peaceful Shire villagers, he decided to stay low in the Inn.
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