A small white horse was slowly trotting up the road from the east, and on its back was a battered and bruised elf. There was a large gash on his face, and dried blood stains all over his mud-encrusted clothing.
Still, despite the wounds, his face was as calm as anything, and he was riding up the road toward the Green Dragon Inn. There were many hobbits and men on the sides of the road, giving him funny looks, staring at his wounds.
He reached the Green Dragon, and he went over to the stable and left his horse. Then he proceeded into the main door of the Green Dragon. A few of the men and hobbits in the bar were staring at his wounds, but the elf, known as Mindez, tryed to cover up the wounds on his face with his hood, and proceeded to the bar.
Mindez asked for a room, to spend the night, and the innkeeper, Aman, gave him a small key. Then, after Mindez had dumped a few more small coins on the bar, poured out a mug of ale, which Mindez took and then went and sat down at an unused table.
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