Uruniire had just left the Inn of the Prancing Pony, deciding to take a stroll around the town to get ideas for the book he had planned to write. He was clothed in his usual tunic and trousers, as well as his pack, his staff, and a blue, wide brimmed hat, with a massive feather stuck into the brim to shade him from the morning sunlight. But wait, he had left his pack and staff in the Inn. No matter, he did not need them at the time.
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Inspiration
