The loud sound of a horse gallop came to a stop, the horse was all black and dark as the night like the tall man, jumping down off his steed. His face was covered in a hood of weather beaten material. He walked up the long winding path to the inn door, it almost reminded him of the withywindle with a lot of grass either side. He had been here before but it was a long time ago. He didn't worry about his horse it was well able to fend for itself. He continued up the path and took the final three steps to the door. He listened carefully and could here the laughter and talking coming from within. He entered.
The wind rushed in as the door had opened and then it slammed shut. He walked to the corner and sat watching, taking note of the people. Two elven maids caught his eye. They were sitting by themselves at a table laughing at past times and happy memories. Swiftly the stranger walked over to the table.
"Greetings, my fair maidens." spoke the man, his voice dry from long travel. "may i interupted your conversation and join you at your table?"
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