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I went back downstairs, the waitress regarded me warily. I walked out of the inn and I dashed towards the back of the inn to the animal shed.

I was about to walk over to the donkey but instead of taking that donkey, I took a horse.

I climbed the horse and I started out towards the east, where I assumed the river would be.

On the road, I met a few pirates and a few soliders who half of them greeted me with a nod and the other half, with cold stares.

I reached the river and I climbed down the horse, It neighed and jumped.

“Fiesty horse you got there, it's a beauty." One man said, a pirate.

His red beard was long and unkept, his hair was braided and it looked like it needed a wash.

“Yeah." I said to him considering the stolen horse. It's owner would be furious it they found out their precious horse had been stolen.

“What d' you call her?." He asked me.

“Dynasty." I say to him looking out towards the river, there were big boats and small boats. I was proud of myself for
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