Closed [World's End Grotto] What a fine day! [Leila]

Aerdoria's encounter with Leila at the World's End Grotto.

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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]

[World's End Grotto] What a fine day! [Leila]

Postby Aerdoria on May 13th, 2013, 2:55 pm

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75th of Spring, 513 AV
On a quiet afternoon.
Zeltiva, World's End Grotto.


The 75th of Spring, 513 AV - on a fine, quiet and tranquil Zeltivan afternoon, the inhabitants of Zeltiva would be going about their daily jobs, duties, tasks and alike. As always, there'd be a few lazies who do nothing productive all day long and would just mess about the city, or just be walking around as they are unable, or perhaps don't want to - get a fair job to fund themselves and be productive. One of those people is Aerdoria. As her favourite passtime, she'd observe the map of Zeltiva, then go for a walk, trying to remember each and every little passageway and street there is. With the map rolled up and held in her right hand, she'd eventually get bored after two strolls by the Grotto. Upon examining it, Aerdoria would utter a soft sigh, looking around for a place to sit. Eventually, she'd set her sights onto a neat little spot in the shade, right by the Grotto's entrance. Of course, as she isn't fond of the sun slamming into her eyes, she'd quietly locomote herself over before sitting down, gripping onto the edge of the map with her left index finger and her left thumb, before rolling it out in front of her face by pulling her right hand upwards.

The map of Zeltiva would now be displayed to Aerdoria, who would be biting her lower lip - having her body covered by the black leather armour she is currently wearing. Whilst examining the map, she'd carefully run her eyes over it before laying it down into her lap, almost looking like a lunatic to those who haven't seen her. She'd rest the map in her lap, placing her left, glove-clad hand onto it to support it, before running her right index finger over the map, backtracking each and every spot she had passed with a smile on her face. A soft chuckle is what she'd produce, the joyful chirp she uttered would force her to draw a smile over her face. "I'm getting better and better!" she thinks aloud before standing up, picking up the city map along the way before rolling it up, crumpling it a bit as she holds it in her right hand, turning for the entrance of the Grotto. A few people would enter, a few would exit - but she would stand there and observe the constant flux that's going in and out of the World's End Grotto.

Though she'd scoff a little, she'd look around, the sun quite a bit underneath it's zenith. Raising her head, she would only be able to look at it for a brief moment before turning away, holding the rolled-up map clenched in her right hand. Turning her head away, she'd stuff the map to a slot that she has for it on her leather bandolier. With a yawn, she'd walk over to the entrance before lazily pushing the door open before stepping inside. Upon arrival to the interior of the World's End Grotto, she'd stretch whilst examining the patrons, nodding to a few of them before proceeding farther into the Grotto. Upon reaching the middle, she'd pivot herself around a little, turning towards the barmaid, waving at her before walking over in an austere, almost militaristic fashion. She'd offer the barmaid a polite smile that glows with content and happiness, her black hair somewhat draping over her shoulers. As she's now close enough, she softly sets her gauntlet-clad hands onto the bar, gently drumming her fingers, although insipid, the tune would be new to some, due to the fact it's basically her own little thing. The steel of her gauntlets squabbles against her somewhat tender hands as she keeps smiling at the barmaid.

Her tune would eventually start getting half decent, but it would all be ruined by the ruckus that's being spawned by her gauntlets, which collide against the bar ever so harmlessly, despite them being teethed and made out of steel. The drumming now gets a bit louder, and may attract some attention, but then she'd stop - still smiling at the barmaid. Retracting her hands before allowing them to freely dangle by her side, she'd give her a brisk, energetic nod before releasing an introverted "Hello.", directed at the barmaid. Upon greeting her, she looks around for a little bit, biting onto her lower lip ever so softly.
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Postby Leila on May 13th, 2013, 4:00 pm

Leila was wandering around her bar with a tray in hand, scooping up flagons and plates from satisfied customers, each receiving a smile in turn. She went back behind the bar, skirting around the massive man standing at the end of it, scrutinizing her bar top. His name was Kris, though he was often referred to as The Hammer. He worked at the shipyard, a woodworker, specializing in working with the keel. He stood a couple feet taller than her, tan and broad shouldered, rippling with muscles, with a large mallet hanging from his belt.

"It shouldn't be too hard to fix this, especially for my favorite barmaid in all of Zeltiva. The counter top has warped some, from all the moisture and it wasn't treated wood. But I'll make the wood sing for you, would you like me to come back when there are less customers, it would be quite the racket, to those outside of the shipyard."


Leila set down her tray, placing a hand upon his massive, hairy forearms, "That'd be wonderful Kris, thank you so much. You are too kind, all of you shipbuilders are." The massive man just smiled down at the small woman, ruffled her hair, then left, whistling a tune, leaving Leila in a good mood. Leila then saw a very... odd woman enter her bar. She walked in a very strange fashion, with metal gloves on her hands. The woman kept smiling at her queerly, whistling a tune Leila did not know. And now she was drumming on her bar, soon to be repaired, with those metal spikes. But she stopped shortly afterwards, then finally greeted Leila, "Hello there, can I get you anything hun? Maybe some honeyed mead, or some fish and chips?"

Leila was wiping down the dishes she'd bussed while she waited on the woman. "You're dressed quite strangely, are you from here?"
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Postby Aerdoria on May 13th, 2013, 4:35 pm

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Aerdoria would only nod a little, turning her head to examine Kris as he walks off. After Kris would actually be out of her sight, she'd finally turn back to the barmaid, looking down to the moist-ridden countertrop. She gets into deep thought, starting a train of thought on how the bar ended up like this, why it happened, and when it actually happened. Pondering about this for quite a bit, she gets completely lost, and one would find her staring down at the counter - but she wouldn't quite be aware of this. Positioning her left hand onto her right forearm, she'd gently rub the leather with her steel gauntlet, chuckling a little before letting her thoughts slip, briskly shaking her head from the left to the right before looking up at the barmaid in a skittish fashion.

In a blooming, confounded way, she gingerly bites onto her lower lip, her cheeks turning a soft red as she looks into the barmaid's eyes. In an apologetic manner, she brings her hands together, tilting her head downwards a little, the steel gauntlets clattering as they collide, some of the steel teeth getting locked between each other. "Uh!" she yips quickly as she tries pulling her hands away, the blush now forcing her to get completely red-faced. "I uh.." she mutters, fiddling with the gauntlets before finally unhooking the teeth that got stuck with each other. She brings her hands by her sides before moving them behind her back, interlocking her gauntlet-clad fingers. She diverts her gaze away from the barmaid's eyes, in almost a crestfallen fashion, gulping.

Looking back up to the barmaid, she forces a smile, looking around her quite rigidly, hoping nobody else saw her little mess up with the gauntlets. She clears her throat before speaking. "I'd like a good meal, a loaf of bread, and a mug of ale." she comments before tugging onto her rucksack, seeming to struggle with it behind her back. She blushes even more, turning her head over her left - then over her right shoulder. "I'm terribly sorry." she says, finally withdrawing a little coin purse from the rucksack. She then looks down at it, bringing both her hands in front of herself, resting her forearms onto the countertop, the teeth almost sawing into it.

She slowly loosens the bit of rope that was used to bind the top of the coin purse before spreading it with her left index finger and her left thumb, fishing inside before withdrawing four Gold-rimmed Mizas, setting them onto the counter, gently sliding them over to the barmaid with a shy smile on her face. "Y-..yes, I am from here." she responds to the barmaid's query, now tightening the rope to hold her coin purse together, cupping it into her left hand, gulping as she turns to the side, swinging her backpack and her rucksack around, grasping onto the latter with her right. She emmitts a cute little "Hmph." as she grabs onto her rucksack, hastily stuffing her coin purse back in, this time, without a lot of difficulties, now looking up at the barmaid, waiting for her to say, or do something.
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Postby Leila on May 20th, 2013, 9:29 pm

Leila watched as the woman fumbled with her metal gloves, noting the blush in the woman's cheeks. Leila kept a smile on her face, but was inwardly groaning. Yet another clumsy person to stumble through a conversation with. This is why she wanted out of the bartending life. It was going to be another long night. "One meal, bread, and ale, coming up. Let's see, four coppers for the ale, two coppers for the bread, and five silvers for the meal. So a total of five silver and six coppers please."


Leila grabbed a clean flagon, and filled it up with a basic ale, not the special mead they had here, nor even the better lager. The boring, basic ale. She stepped back into the kitchen, grabbed a loaf of bread, "We have an order for a meal, can you prep it up really quick please?" The cook just smiled at her and nodded. "Thank you so much hun!" She stepped back through the door into her bar, grabbed the flagon, and set it, along with the bread in front of the awkward woman. "Your meal will be ready soon."

Leila took the four golden coins, pretty happy about the very generous tip. "Thank you so much! You surprise me, most locals don't tip as much as foreigners." Leila turned, a slight bounce in her step, and stepped back in the kitchen, where she grabbed the prepared dish. Cod, kelp fritters, and a specialty of the cook. It was fried sweet dough with powdered sugar, all the way from Kenash. It was easily the best thing he made. She carried the plate carefully back out to the bar and set it in front of the woman. Leila then sat down on her own barstool, "So what's your name and story? I've not seen you in here before."
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Postby Aerdoria on May 29th, 2013, 11:36 am

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With a light giggle, Aerdoria stops her performance with her steel, teethed gauntlets. Chuckling, she looks into the barmaid's eyes, speaking. "I'm here all the ti-.. ti-.. ti-... me! But I'm not very interactive, so to speak -- I just walk past and all that. I uh.. yeah. I'm not a foreigner either." she comments, her steel, teethed gauntlets carefully resting on the counter. It's clear she doesn't want to damage the already old, moisture-ridden wood. However, she couldn't really help herself, and with just a moment in which she had lacked caution - her steel teeth scraped some of the wood off the counter.

"Oh.." she mutters in a somewhat defeated tone before looking down to the little bit of damage that she has done, covering it with her arms, hoping that the barmaid doesn't notice it and doesn't admonish her for the aforementioned dealt damage to the counter. With a soft, innocent whistle she tries to divert attention away from the scraped bits of wood - this probably having the contrary effect.

"Anyways, um... I'm Aerdoria. I'm a traveler! I travel far and wide, explore the lands, and I've been everywhere one can imagine!" she boasts to the barmaid, awkwardly drumming her fingers on the counter before picking up the flagon that the barmaid has delivered to her with her left hand, bringing the said flagon up to her lips in a gingerly manner, to take a sip from it. The sip was one matching her size and physique - short but still ever so sweet. After taking a sip of the ale, she smiles at the barmaid, blushing a little as she scans over the meal the barmaid has brought. Setting the flagon down, she grips onto the loaf of bread, breaking off a moderate piece of it with her hand.

"Well, there's not much to say... you have to ask me if you want to know something, because I don't know what to really say." She frees up her hands, setting the bread down onto the counter. "Sorry, moment..." she says, carefully taking her gauntlets off before setting them onto the counter, in front of the barmaid. It's not long before she picks up the utensils, and slowly jams the fork into a piece of cod; which she brings up to her lips before softly nibbling on it. After biting off a little piece, she'd move the piece of cod away from her mouth - biting off a little chunk of bread, focused onto her meal unless interrupted.
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Postby Leila on June 1st, 2013, 12:57 am

Leila was a bit disappointed that the woman wasn't a big talker. Leila was so used to people wanting to just spill their life stories when they came here. Leila decided to try and coax it out of her, "First thing, don't worry too much about the bar, it gets replaced often, and it's just a few scratches. Though it is a bit odd to be walking around with such dangerous looking... gloves? Do you use them for work or something?" Leila saw that the woman didn't seem to be disgusted by the drink or food, and smiled.

"Then let's keep it simple, where was the last place you visited before returning her to Zeltiva? Why were you there? Did you do anything fun or exciting? Bring back any neat souvenirs?"


Leila's boss came from the opposite side of the bar, "Hey Leila, don't forget that you need to do inventory tonight." As he approached, Leila leaned forward to hide the woman's freshly made scratches, covering them with her arms, knowing while her boss wouldn't mind in a few days, and likely wouldn't notice, he had a tendency to overreact. "Your bar looks good, keep up the good work, I look forward to your party at the end of the season. We will miss having you here."

"Okay boss, I'll make sure to get it done."


She then turned back to her customer, a mischievous smile on her face and an eyebrow cocked, "Well?"
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