Finally the work of the day was done and Madeline was ready to take it easy. After about ten minutes of laying around and agonizing boredom, she decided going out might be for the best. Propping things back up as she knocks them over, she maneuvered her legs around the shop to the register for drinking money. Taverns were always the best place for entertainment. Even if no one interesting showed up, drinking would fix that. 
	Making her way down the street through the crowds would have been more of a task...but people always seemed to stay out of her range. Mad was used to the majority of people looking at her strangely, like they've never seen a spider before. What she looked forward to most was watching daring adventurers run around the market and causing a ruckus. Most merchants would be bothered by bounty hunters and criminals running amok, but she thought it was pretty entertaining actually. Just as she was about to enter the Windy Whistle, she noticed a rather muscular,tall, bearded man just passed out next to the tavern. "Hehehe well what do we have here?~" She couldn't really tell what happened to him, only one way to find out. "You poor thing! Let me help you!" She used her legs to help situate him between her back and giant spool, and proceeded to take off with him.
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