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Keleth jumped, nearly falling off his chair. He must have dozed off. He scolded himself for falling asleep. He was far from home and didn`t dare trust anyone.
"It must be getting late," he thought to himself. He began to consider going to his room, but decided to stay up a little longer, despite his weariness. He had gladly accepted some food and drink from a kind hobbit lass called Buttercup earlier, but was thirsty again.
He stood slowy and moved closer to the tables where people sat. "No this it too close," he thought. He started to move a little further away, and then stopped himself. "Maybe I want to be noticed. It would be nice to have a friend." He pulled up a chair at an empty table and waited for a server to bring him a drink.
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