I get off my horse, the wind playing with my curls. Dendicor. Small, but beautiful. Even if the people at home seem... Not as bad mooded. I smile at a young woman, as she almost runs into me. What a luck nobody knows who I am. They'd be falling to their knees... I continue to walk through the little town on the outskirts of this kingdom, my eyes wandering around, taking in scenery, just like people, when I notice two drunk men stumbeling out of a tavern, definitly drunk.
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