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[center][b]Bradle’s Worth Tavern[/b][/center]
[center][u]Maellinn[/u][/center]

“...Northwest in Dun Eamon…”

“...Even Kron Neiss...”

Maellinn’s ears perked, eavesdropping on the gritty voice of the bartender and his adventurer patron. She sipped loudly from a wooden spoon, letting the warm tomato based bisk run down her throat as she listened more. Admittedly the thought forming in her mind would have been best executed if she had done it then and there, but she couldn’t help but not focus. After every slurp she would stare back down in the red puddle of soup before her and pictured a grand adventure forming in its ripples.

By time she was satisfied with the ending of her day dream, she found the stranger long gone, having retired upstairs. She let the wooden spoon fall back into an empty bowl stained red and slowly excused herself from an otherwise empty table, and gently pushed in the chair. She straightened her forest green tunic and wiped dust from the lap of her dark woolen trousers. 

Tugging blonde hair from her otherwise plain, yet warm and friendly face, she tied it in a knot behind her head using a leather strap. And with finishing her primping with a gentle clearing of the throat, she spun on a booted heel towards the bartender. Casually walking up to the hairy tree trunk of a man she smiled. The man gave her a obligatory smile and tucked away the washcloth he was working with.

“Gettin’ late, ma’am,” He not so carefully reminded her.

“I know,” Maellinn nodded, “could you, in the morning I mean, let that adventurer type you were just talking to come my way?”

“Sure…” The bartender trailed his words, “come your way? Aren’t you renting a room?”

“Oh!” Maellinn shook her head, “send him to the stables at the end of the street, tell him it’s really important.”

The disgruntled bartender picked up his clothe and started rubbing down the bar once more, no longer interested, “sure, whatever, lady.”

Maellin placed a few coins on the bar, accidentally smudging the wax. The bartender just stared at the coins with a festering annoyance. Maellinn smiled and slowly backed away, “once again, thank you!” She spun and walked as quickly as she casually could out from the tavern.
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[hider=Apologies for the short post.]
Seriously, not usually my thing.
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