Ravenne stopped her horse quietly outside of a small in in the Shire. After a long ride, a short rest was surely needed. As she walked in the inn, she noticed a few Hobbits spread out around and some other folk.
She quietly slipped over to a small table where no one was sitting. Rave, as most people called her, sat listening to the commotion around. She had a strong longing for sleep, yet the mystery of the people in this land kept her eye ever watchful.
As a waiter brought her the water she had ordered, Rave thought of her home in Rohan. Rave had seen many adventures and mysterious sites in her life being a traveler of the lands surrounding Rohan, yet the Hobbits of the Shire were quite different.
Rave sat still at the table not revealing her true appearance under the dark hood covering her head. While glancing at the strange creatures all over the room, her eyes started to give in to the lack of sleep she had for the past few days. Not knowing how tired she actually was, Rave layed her head down on the table and drifted off to sleep.
[ January 18, 2003: Message edited by: Eruwen ]
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