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Having spent many days pondering and thinking and not really interacting with anyone at all in the inn Anna looked up to the door to find new patrons had flooded in. She sat in her corner watching these newcomers with interest as she drank her mead.
Munching on the good Halfling cooking that she had placed before her she watched the people stream through the early evening. Sometimes she almost forgot that she wasn't one of them but an elf wondering the land.
Anna sighed thinking on past events, her father, her mother, and basically everything that lead her being here, was it fate? She shook her head.
Taking a pull at her sweet honey mead she stared off into space. Wishing for this wonderful moment in the world of the Halflings to never end.
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