The "small woman" thanks the Innkeeper quickly and makes her way to the Inn's Bartender."I'll have the biggest ale you've got"She says while plopping down some money.She takes her ale and makes her way confidently to the farthest corner of the Inn.
She whispers to the Hawk who is fluttering nervously on her shoulder,with a flick of her arm the Halk flies up to the nearest rafter above her head.She sets her ale on the table and begins to take off her traveling pack.She sits and fumbles to open it,then takes out a small piece of material to tie bck her hair.
You can now see this is not mearly a small woman,but a very small She Elf!She then takes a long drink from her ale,which is surprising because ale is not a favorite of the Elven kind...But she is not your typical elf as you can see from her size.
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The red rose whispers of passion/And the white rose breathes of love/O,the red rose is a falcon/And the white rose is a dove/
But I send you a cream-white rosebud/With a flush on it's petal tips/For the love that is purest and sweet/Has a kiss of desire on the lips/
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