It was a dark night when Lieutenant Elvin Ranlee arrived at the tavern in the woods. The sign showed a galloping black stallion and the enticing smell of ale and hot food called out to him after such a long day's march. A crowd were gathered. Drinking, eating, singing and dancing, enjoying one another's company. A large man was dancing and celebrating his latest job well done with strong ale and good cheer. A woman was passing the night with a good meal while she planned her next move. All as the City Watch approached in hot pursuit. How much could happen in just one night?
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