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Alenia
Alenia pulled the small knife from her bag and brushed it across the leaves of what seemed to be a stubborn weed entwined amongst the flowers. She crouched closer, examined it for a few seconds, breaking off a leaf and sniffing it, and then stood up.
“Just a weed…” she muttered.
She wiped her hands on her trousers and placing the knife carefully back into her bag she continued on her way towards Stock, her horse Fawn trotting dutifully beside her. She would be glad to spend some time here as it had been over a month now since she had stayed for more than one night anywhere. As much as she loved to travel on her own and experience what the earth could give she couldn’t help but feel disconnected and isolated from others. She had no real friends now, they were all left behind, all of them came second to her pursuit of knowledge. She knew she was truly alone now. And on top of that, she reminded herself again, she could not protect herself at all. Fair enough if she perhaps had time to poison or put her attackers to sleep but in reality this would never happen. So far she counted herself lucky.
Alenia now drew up outside The Golden Perch, she thought she had heard it mentioned a couple of day ago but she couldn’t remember. Either way it had stables and looked friendly enough plus she was tired so here was good enough. She lead Fawn to the stables and removed her pack from the horses back and with a quick kiss and smile she headed towards the front door.
Alenia brushed her hair out of her face as she pushed open the door to the inn. Ducking slightly as she entered she let the door shut slowly behind her stopping momentarily to take a deep breath. She continued to move towards a free table near a window a female hobbit had just left empty. A she sat down she saw the hobbit stumble over an inconspicuous elf in the shadows. Alenia raised an eyebrow as the hobbit apologised quickly and scamper off. She watched the elf curiously for a moment and then finally dropped into her seat.
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