Eadwyn paused her whistling for a moment to wince at the pains of hunger that were currently gripping her stomach. She had been riding since before the sun was up without a meal, and the long hours on the road admiring the beautiful scenery had distracted her from taking a break. The inviting sign of an inn just up ahead made a smile creep onto her young face. Eadwyn slowed her horse to a stop and climbed slowly off the dapple gray mare. She took a much-needed stretch and looked up. Her pale blue eyes took in the sign out front.
"The Green Dragon." Eadwyn whispered with a smirk. "Sounds friendly enough."
Eadwyn took the reins of her horse in her hands and gave the mare a pat on the nuzzle. She pulled the hood back off her head to reveal a mass of golden blond hair neatly tied back behind her head.
Eadwyn located the stable hand, Meriadoc, and after making sure her travel companion was in good hands she entered the inn. Things seemed pretty calm; Eadwyn looked around and found an empty table. She maneuvered quickly across the floor and slid into a seat at the table.
Eadwyn hailed from Rohan and she realized for the first time in many days how truly far away from home and all familiar things she was. Her mother, a lady of the court, had detested much of Eadwyn's decision to go out and explore the world she lived in. Her father, a celebrated member of the Rohirrim, found it amusing that his spirited daughter wanted to expand her horizons. Eadwyn had spent much of her childhood causing mischief and getting in to trouble by playing with the boys. She had always wanted to be a rider like her brother, but the rules of the world would always put a damper on her dreams.
However, today her dreams brought her to this cozy little place filled with interesting faces. Eadwyn was eager to meet new people, but her boisterous personality was masked as usual by her shyness. She settled for ordering some breakfast from someone named Ruby who seemed to be the kitchen help.
Eadwyn wished to take her time eating. She needed to take a long, long rest for the road that still lay out ahead of her.
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