Post by Caera on Jul 25, 2006 10:54:01 GMT -5
Caera swiped her dingy white dish towel over the plate she was drying one last time before setting it aside. With a dutiful sigh, she rolled her sleeves farther up to her elbows and swept a strand of auburn hair out of her face with the back of her hand. Plunging her arms into the suds, she pulled forth the last of the grimy dishes - until the next batch.
Caera had been working at the Black Swan Inn and Tavern for a few months now, and she was getting quite fond of the place. True, it wasn't the *cough* best of establishments, but she was becoming familiar with the regulars, and loved meeting travelers from distant ports and listening eagerly to their news. It was a merry, if sometimes chaotic, location, and she loved every moment of it.
With the last dish dried, Caera smoothed her worn blue dress and walked back over to the counter where several patrons were loudly protesting their empty ale mugs and calling for food.
(anyone is free to post here ;D)
Caera had been working at the Black Swan Inn and Tavern for a few months now, and she was getting quite fond of the place. True, it wasn't the *cough* best of establishments, but she was becoming familiar with the regulars, and loved meeting travelers from distant ports and listening eagerly to their news. It was a merry, if sometimes chaotic, location, and she loved every moment of it.
With the last dish dried, Caera smoothed her worn blue dress and walked back over to the counter where several patrons were loudly protesting their empty ale mugs and calling for food.
(anyone is free to post here ;D)
