The Lady bowed, moving out of his way as he stood up. She must visit Morsereg, it was already darkening outside, and since the Elf man politly declined her offer she now had to tend to her horse's leg wound.
She had to allow it to dry and air out before she could proceed further with the treatment. He was a quick healer but needed medicine to help from scarring and infection.
She turned aside and was about to head out the door, but remembered she needed a room key before it became to late. At the counter a woman perhaps the Cook handed her a key, she thanked her and went out the door.
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"...for the sin of the idolater is not that he worships stone, but that he worships one stone over others.
-8:9:4 The Witness of Fane"
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