As the rain beat down the door swang open. A dark unkown figure stood in the door way, a bright green light shining from eyes. The stranger walked with long lopping strides towards the bar. Carefully lifting off her cloak an elf appeared.
"I am Astarielle of Rivendell" she said only audiable to the bar tender. "I hav travelled far and need a room. My horse Talhandir waits outside for a stable".
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"I know exactly where I have been,
But never where I will go for
I tavel on the wings of angels"
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