Alatariel walked away and back into the Inn. She went back to her corner table and sat in the same seat. She watched the other guests again, waiting... waiting for something to happen.
Alatariel sat there for hours, but nothing happened. She had a dry, rough sensation in her throat. Deciding to get a glass of wine, she walked up to the bar. 'One glass of wine, please'
The person at the bar walked away, to arrive shortly after, with a glass of red wine. Alatariel paid and thanked the person, then went back to her table, in the dark corner. She sat and waited some more, without a care in the world.
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'Poor ye. Ye're tied to someone who's been photographed trying to shave their hand... My condolences.'
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