Rave woke up early that morning and caught the sunrise out her window. It was truly as great as she had immagined it. She walked down to the inn where many people had already gathered.
As she approached the bar, she ordered a cup of tea, then sat down at a small table after it was delivered. Suddenly, Laurie's words from the previous night came into mind.
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"Well, I've just remembered the Rangers, they seem to know most of what goes on here in the North. Perhaps they will know something about your family..."
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A quick ray of hope appeared in Rave's eyes. As she looked around the room at the various types of people, she decided to recover her head with her hood. Something was not right. She felt a wry presence in the air that made her soul quiver tremendously.