Thalision sat alone again and looked around. He was wondering if he scared the elf by saying that he was a ranger. He thought she'd hide something.
He felt very tired and was slumbering. He dreamed strange dream about elves and dwarves that fighted against each other.
He woke up by a horrible noise and looked around in the inn, but he just a saw a dwarf laughing.
He orderd another ale and waited for Carne to return.
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'A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins, he comes precisely when he means to.' ~Gandalf
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