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<blockquote data-quote="Tinuviel" data-source="post: 2309818" data-attributes="member: 32028">The city is bewildering.&nbsp; So much stone, so many buildings and people.&nbsp; Inwe feels quite out of place.&nbsp; Soon however she comes across a park and stops to readjust.&nbsp; Then, wandering a few of the streets that seem to hold most of the inns and stores, she finally sees a sign pointing the way to the Mitre Inn.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Upon arrival, still a day early for her scheduled meeting, she enters through the dark doorway with a glance at the menu.&nbsp; She orders an ale and banana crumble, then sits at a small table in the corner.&nbsp; From here she observes the other customers as they eat and talk.&nbsp; She watches the flickering torches and the running shadows they create.&nbsp; She listens to the bard performing a song for some special occasion two tables over.&nbsp; Then she returns to the park where she had found a group of elves who told her she could stay the night there.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The following morning she wanders more of the city.&nbsp; Then glancing up at the sun, realises she should get back to the Inn.&nbsp; To the bartender: “Is there a man of the church here to meet a group of people?”&nbsp; After a quick nod to a hallway leading back into the building, he returns to serving his customers.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Inwe follows his nod through the dark hall until she reaches a door left cracked open from which she can hear the clatter of eating and a few voices.&nbsp; She knocks quietly and enters, looks around at those already gathered.&nbsp; “Sorry.&nbsp; I believe I'm a little late.”</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Tinuviel, post: 2309818, member: 32028"] The city is bewildering. So much stone, so many buildings and people. Inwe feels quite out of place. Soon however she comes across a park and stops to readjust. Then, wandering a few of the streets that seem to hold most of the inns and stores, she finally sees a sign pointing the way to the Mitre Inn. Upon arrival, still a day early for her scheduled meeting, she enters through the dark doorway with a glance at the menu. She orders an ale and banana crumble, then sits at a small table in the corner. From here she observes the other customers as they eat and talk. She watches the flickering torches and the running shadows they create. She listens to the bard performing a song for some special occasion two tables over. Then she returns to the park where she had found a group of elves who told her she could stay the night there. The following morning she wanders more of the city. Then glancing up at the sun, realises she should get back to the Inn. To the bartender: “Is there a man of the church here to meet a group of people?” After a quick nod to a hallway leading back into the building, he returns to serving his customers. Inwe follows his nod through the dark hall until she reaches a door left cracked open from which she can hear the clatter of eating and a few voices. She knocks quietly and enters, looks around at those already gathered. “Sorry. I believe I'm a little late.” [/QUOTE]

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