Elkamia sat in a corner near the fire now, her keen elven ears listening to the stories that were being told. She had seen the hobbit whisking away food and coins from under the noses of others. It was none of her business, unless he tried to prey upon her. She would say nothing.
It was comfortable here, but she was still troubled by the figure in the tree. Again, it was none of her business, but she couldn't help but wonder. Why? Why, when the Inn here was comfotable and with kind figures always with a smile? She should retire to her room soon, it was a long journey ahead of her tomorrow.
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"You will find the Holy Grail in Castle Aaaaaaahhhhhh *leans sideways*"
Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
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