At that particular moment the door to the inn swung open and a tall, blond elf sauntered in. Galain had been out and about on the inn's grounds, simply taking in the lay of the land so to speak. It had been a peaceful beginning to the day and he was ready for some coffee. At the sight of three red heads he came to an abrupt halt, staring. It didn't matter that he didn't know one of them. It was just all that fiery potential... He started to back out the door as quietly as possible, unaware that his morning foray had attracted a small, bushy-tailed and rather hopeful companion that chose to slip between his feet as he backed up. Galain let out a quick gasp of surprise and fell back out the door, taking the squirrel with him. A flurry of angry rodent barks and colorful cursing announced Galain's abrupt exit.
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