Ardwenna paused at the door to the inn, reluctant to enter. She had never heard so many people together in one building, so loud, yet so merry at the same time. She brushed the worst of the dust off her green cloak and pants and tried to stomp off the dried mud on her boots. After she adjusted the small pack on her back, she steeled herself and opened the door.
As she entered the inn, her eyes widened and an unbidden smile curled the corners of her lips. Now this looked like an interesting place. She walked to a table that seemed unoccupied and took off her pack, setting it down on the chair nearest her. Sitting down in the chair beside her pack, she took off her cloak and stretched out her legs.
I wonder where I can get some water or tea here? she thought to herself. She was so thirsty after her long walk that day, and water had been scarce all throughout her journey. But where was the host/hostess in this place?
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