Note: This one is old, written back in 1998 or 1999. The characters and stories have changed since this was written, but I'm showing it anyway.
When the doors opened to the Screaming Banshee Inn and Tavern almost everyone in the place turned to see who was letting in the cold, wet, winter night air. Rayven didn't like so many eyes on him at one time so he closed the door quickly and strolled casually to the darkest corner table in the tavern, he sat with his back against the wall were he could see everything that went on in the room. It's not that he was paranoid, but a seasoned warrior who had learned not to trust most situations. He felt a presence wash over him like a gentle summer breeze and knew instantly that his best friend had entered the room. The warrior looked up and smiled at the beautiful elven warrior-maiden at the top of the stairs leading to the rooms of the inn. She smiled back and made her way like silk in the wind to his table.
"What took you so long Knightwind? I�ve been here a full day fighting suitors off like crazy.�
"I can believe it. After all how many times do you run into a winged Unicorn in the form of an elf?." Farla shot her friend a stern look and glanced around to make sure no body else heard, even though she knew that Rayven would never be that careless.
"Any word from Wraith?" She asked.
"No .." he replied with a sigh. Wraith was like a brother to him, but Rayven had not seen Wraith since he went off with his mother on some adventure almost a decade ago.
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