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Others may have balked at being part of a skeleton crew meant to maintain order within a Fort while the vast majority of the soldiers were out doing actual adventurous stuff, but for Tae, this was simply an opportunity to keep busy and stay useful. From ending tavern brawls by beating up all those involved to helping old grannies with their groceries to outrunning slick pickpockets to playing disorderly ball games with the local children, the ponytailed martial artist was certainly having her fair share of fun in this border town. The Chamberlain that hired her didn’t look to be an unjust tax collector, the few soldiers that had stayed behind were rowdy drunks but otherwise good people, and she ultimately had no reason to act out at all during her time as a member of the task force. Heckers, even Tae’s fellow adventurous colleagues were interesting people!

Though Meadowhall had its fair share of non-humans, from halflings to the gnomes to dwarves, all relatively stout folk, it was the first time that Tae had even met a Tabaxi, especially one so exceptionally [i]yellow[/i], and the nigh-magical archery of the elf was a delight as well, great for tricks at the tavern or what have you. As far as jobs went, the pay was a mere pittance, but as far as broadening her horizons went, Tae had no complaints at all. Granlow was dutiful, her fellow task force members were interesting, and it even looked as if the monotony of doing odd jobs may be resolved soon, if the Chamberlain had summoned Fort Rock’s vagrant guardians for some special task!

It was with a spring in her step as she abstained from eating the entire day to properly season her meal, before she hip-hopped her way into the castle’s dining room, her world’s possessions bound tightly in a knapsack. A couple others were already there, looking extra gloomy with candlelight casting red light and long shadows over their face, but Tae was happy enough to finally be seated, her extremities dirty from a day’s worth of work. She pat her stomach, enjoyed the sense of emptiness that heralds a great meal, and then turned to whoever sat beside her.

[b]“Finally time for some good eating, eh?”[/b]