The Tabard Inn where we started was a very quiet place. I like it there better than where we are now. It was nice and peaceful. But now, it's loud and confusing. Everyone is starting to smell of horse and dirt, me included. We have been telling each other stories about ourselves and our own made up tales. That has been keeping me going. The road has been very rough, but my horse has been favorable. He is very trustworthy. Although he has been through many battles, he's still as strong as he was when I first got him. (I can tell some of the other animals here are not as well kept as mine...*cough* Oxford Cleric!) Anyway, the night is dark. It's time to turn in, until then...
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