As night fell and the sky darkened, the carriage trundled to a halt in front of a cozy inn nestled on the outskirts of a small elven village. The warm glow of lamplight spilled from the windows, casting inviting shadows on the cobblestone pathway.
Stepping out of the carriage, the group stretched their limbs, feeling the stiffness from the long journey dissipate. Ethan glanced around, taking in their surroundings before turning to address the group.
"Well, it seems we'll be spending the night here," he remarked, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "We can rest up and continue our journey to the North side in the morning."
Katrin nodded in agreement, her eyes scanning the inn with curiosity. "It looks quaint," she commented, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm sure we'll be comfortable here for the night."
