"(p)T.of Margaret" by MapleMabari

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Tales of Margaret Hellingser

Chapter 1

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Loud laughs and the faint echo of a happy, fast tuned music could be heard in the small street right outside the tavern.A ray of light filtered through the closed curtains and under the door, as the smell of roasting meat and strong ales could reach

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the nose of our traveller. A small smile made its way to her face as Margaret pulled her hood down, holding her cloak closer around her as the cold bit at her skin, making her shiver a little.

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Finally, she had made it back to a town. The music and loud chatter from the tavern flooded the street for the small time it took her to push the heavy door open.It hadn't been oiled in a while accordingly to the creaking sound it made.

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The young lady walked straight to the bar area of the pub, finding a nice stool and letting herself drop on it before asking for a drink. The Barmaid, a middle aged, lean lady, didn't pay her much attention after giving her what she ordered,

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which was a bit of a problem.