Arayulmaiel entered the Green Dragon. Long had it been since last she was here. Not that she hadn't missed it, it was like a second home to her, an extremely warm, comfortable home to her.
As she entered, she noticed the door was having trouble opening. Just one sharp pull and... she slipped backwards, tripped on the edge of her cloak, and fell to the ground. Quickly, she picked herself back up, hoping mightily that she hadn't been seen. Good, she thought, looking around, she hadn't.
She stepped into the bar part of the Inn, and quickly went over to the Innkeeper. "Any kind of food you have ready will do just fine," she ordered. Then she sat herself down in a vacant booth.
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