"I swear, I came across a har' bigger than our kiddos! He walked on two legs like ya' and me and was dressed to travel! We even shared words!" Everyone in the tavern laughed. Each of them knew that old Jacquot was a drunkard. Seeing that they were making fun of him, he grumbled and went back to his beer mug. When the door opened later that evening, everyone fell silent and stared at the newcomer's ears. Not intimidated, Hazen smiled at them, recognized Jacquot and went to sit at his table.
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Done for my Patron