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Message: <blockquote data-quote="doghead" data-source="post: 1220185" data-attributes="member: 8243">the evening before, just outside of townthe solitary traveller tops the rise as the sun settles behind the far horizon. He stops. He had met the short folk on his travells, but never had he seen any of their villages, as what lies ahead must surely be. He settles down on his haunches and draws out his pipe, but doesn't light it, while he considers what lies ahead.Small houses, some even built into the hills, cluster around the gentle river, itself crosses by several cobbled bridges and travelled by the occasional lantern lit boats. Small folk move around the houses and gardens, as do a few others. It all looks peacful enough. Inviting even. Except for the men obviously watching the river.He doesn't need to go in. He still has several days food. But he has heard about the culinary skills of these people and and even from here he can catch the fail smelll of cooking. A good meal wouldn't go amiss. Automatically his hand strays to his pouch, touching it lightly. But he doesn't need to this time and he smiles as he remembers. The last few weeks have been good, his recorder has been well received. He has enough coin.Tomorrow. He will head into town tomorrow. He has had a few unfortunate experience with towns folk suspicious of after dark arrivals. But he really would like a hot breakfast for a change. With that decided he withdraws back into some nearby trees and settles down to sleep.</blockquote>

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