heres a little story i wrote, ill add to it every now and then, and as the song goes dont worry lol

An Domhan

A cloaked man sat in the corner watching, listening to the incessant babble of the old men chattering away like geese, each proclaiming that he has seen and done more than the next. The fire popping behind the antique grate, giving a faint sooty trail of smoke stretching into the cloud of pipe smoke being made from the pipes clenched between the rotting teeth of the arguing regiment of friends. The wolf by the hunched cloaked man let it tongue rolled outs its mouth in silent laughter, the man couldn’t help but grin, since he remembered the countless villages they passed through in the caravan and his grandfather always fit in.
The man suddenly looked up as a young man scarcely a month past 17 walked towards the oldest man and whispered something in his ear.
“Well its time for me to be off thank ye all for the ale and your company but my grandsons mother is crying for me to come back to the caravan straight away! Thanks again for your company may the next time we meet be here instead of down there!” pointing at the ground. Laughs filled the smoke cloaked room as salutations were made and the old man shuffled to the door with his grandson under arm.
It was late outside and coming from the room the man straightened and told the boy, “I was wondering where you had gotten to Jacques.”
“Don’t worry about me I have been looking at the other caravans, their horses are not in good shape if we leave tonight they wont be able to reach the Fair any time near us so all those nobles will buy from us instead. Oh and Grandpa Louis I saw a wolf in that pub, I didn’t know that the welves were in Midgard.”
“Really? Are you sure? Maybe we shouldn’t leave tonight then, if those people are around then they might target us if we are going across the plain, but was she with anyone?”
“Yeah, how did you know?”
“Oh no, we have to get back to the caravan very quickly!” Louis started running through the narrow warrens of the town, Jacques just keeping up.
“Grandpa what is wrong?” Jacques panted between clenched teeth.
“Just keep up boy!”
A faint flickering of fire light scared the clouds that covered the dark sky, Louis strained himself further cursing to himself and praying, oh no please don’t let that be the caravan!
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