Myrtle Burrows walked down the path, kicking up dirt as she saw the sign for the Green Dragon swinging slightly in the breeze. She smiled happily and walked into the crowded inn. She looked about the small enclosure as she walked towards the ale stained bar.
After getting a small drink, Myrtle walked over to a small table at the edge of the room, where she seated herself, lifting her legs onto the chair next to her. She took a sip of her ale and sat back in her chair, smiling from ear to ear.
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