Clarissa returned later than she expected. Before coming into view of the Inn, she made sure to cover her ears beneath her black hood and to throw her face into shadows once more. Another unsuccessful day... she thought. Her bow once again concealed in her quiver, she made her way down the path and back to the Inn.

She payed none of the customers any mind as she sat at the bar and waited for the bartender. He seemed to be busy with two other customers, and she stared ahead dully as she waited. Without really caring, her sharp ears tuned into their conversation. They seemed to be having a discussion about something or other; it seemed one of them had taken his drink without paying. Clarissa smirked. She turned to look in the direction of the two men. What she saw made her heart stop. One of the men had tapered ears.

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