He enters the inn room carefully with his sword drawn. He sees a wolf like beast, cowering and huddled in a dark corner of the room. He doesn't see morah, whose supposed to be sleeping right now. sounds of the festivities below muffled in the room, making the silence louder. theres no sign of her, but her clothes are scattered on the bed. "morah...?" he whispered to the shivering werewolf body.
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