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Hobbit-woman
She continued to glance around, her blue eyes questioning about where an inn owner could be, and finally gave up on ordering something for now. Instead, she decided on staying in the inn for the night.
She went up to the front desk, and since her small size didn't reach over the top of the desk, the person working at the desk couldn't see her.
"Umm, excuse me?" her small voice tried to shout out, to get the person to see her. She stood on her tiptoes and shouted again. The person glanced up, but not seeing anyone, looked back down to whatever work was on the desk.
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~*Artalwen*~
:~*~: Elven archer :~*~:
"On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun."
-verse from a song found in 'The Hobbit'-
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