Rave suddenly lifted her head to find she had fallen asleep in the stables.
"How late is it?" she thought to herself as she looked around the stables yawning. Melimo was chewing on some hay which lay beside him on the ground. Rave decided to venture back to the inn--but this time not to talk with the same few she was with earlier.
She walked in and slipped her way quietly and hopefully unnoticed into a small booth on the other side of the room. Rave ordered no drink, and she raised the hood of her cloak over her head to where it hid the long, dark hair againstr her shoulders.
Rave waited and watched the crowd of people that had recently gathered in the inn. With dark, dreen eyes appearing slightly from underneath the hooded cloak, she began to softly hum a tune heard in Rohan. Words she knew not, but the melody stuck with her since her childhood.
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