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| Topic Started: Mon May 9, 2011 2:16 pm (113 Views) | |
| Everan | Mon May 9, 2011 2:16 pm Post #1 |
 
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Everan walked through the village of Kellen, nodding to the townsfolk as he went. He had been traveling for days, and had just come into town. The hard dirt road felt dry and warm from the sun. He walked over to one of the market stalls that lined the main road. He looked at the selection, before moving on. The young woman working at the stall yelled at him to come back and buy something. Everan smiled, but kept walking. He looked up at the sun. It was going down. He decided to go to the inn. The inn of Kellen was called the Green Gryphon. The inn was a tall building, with horses carved all over it. When he got there, the Bartender looked up. "What would ye be wantin'?" he asked. "Just a small ale and a room." Everan sat down at a table, sipping his ale, and thinking. He decided to go up to bed. When he woke up, Everan went down the stairs, and went over to a table, with a plate of bacon and eggs he had just ordered. As he ate, he tried to listen to local conversation. He didn't hear anything at all interesting, so he stood up and left. It was still early, and the sun was just above the horizon. |
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