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Melanie sat at the the bar of Batra's Inn. It was on the first floor. A floor up from that was the floor that contained all of the inn's rooms, including Melanie's. A book written in ancient text was propped open and Melanie was enjoying every word of it. To an ordinary person, the runes in it would be meaningless but Melanie understood it as well as her native tongue.
Melanie had only been reading for five minutes before she realized that she hadn't ordered anything yet. She had looked up from her book just in time too, because the bartender now made his way over to Melanie. "I'll take a mojito," Melanie requested before delving back into her book. If anyone happened to sit next to her though, she would not hesitate to close her book and socialize if they seemed to want to.
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