She stared up at the imposing front of the White Horse inn. She'd been travelling for weeks just to arrive here, to see if the tales she'd heard of it in the Shire were really true. With a sigh of preparedness, she opened the door and walked in.
A dozen pairs of eyes greeted her when she entered. She recognised none from her stay in the Green Dragon, but she'd met a few of those on the road and knew they'd be here soon. SHe wandered up to the bar to order an ale, but her nose twitched at the scent of coffee in somebody's mug. How long had it been since she'd had coffee? She didn't know. When she asked about it, however, the barkeep looked blank and merely shrugged. She wrinkled her nose in irritation and ordered an ale, then turned around to observe the other patrons.
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