[b][color=f7941d]Agnes[/color][/b]

That was interesting, for Agnes looked at the shattered glass of the establishment. She was sure that the pink haired girl had only her first bottle of Ale. That was usually seen in the later hours, but perhaps it might be due to the recent delays of the trading festival. That might be understandable for tone merchant, or two of them? She thought, glancing a few gazes on the sight of the postman of the village, or was it a bartender? She wasn’t very sure about that, personally. 

She had yet to see that girl Hina before. Was she one that had just arrived here? She thought.

But it might not hurt for taking a couple of drinks or two, and just to let herself to be less out of place.

[color=f7941d]“Just a goblet of wine would do for my morning.” [/color]She replied, straightening her fine linen sleeves. On the regards of books, she had enough of the copies for her new prose. And the trade festival would provide more than enough from the further countries. Agnes hoped that this festival would not be cancelled for good.

[color=f7941d]“I do like books, a few proses of History is all that I worked upon, still.”[/color]