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Deliath frowned as she woke from her sleep. She'd been dreaming of unusual things, and people she briefly recognised from her time at the Pigs Foot Tavern had been involved in them. It appeared that her job was affecting her mind now, although that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Her job as a barmaid wasn't as stressful as other jobs, she imagined, and she thoroughly enjoyed meeting new people.
Quickly, her frown turned into a smile as she climbed out of her bed and walked over to kneel by a bowl of water she'd left on the floor of her apartment, before she cupped the water in her hands and splashed it over her face, rubbing it away with her hands to clean her face.
Sighing, she stood up again, grabbing her usual clothes and throwing them on, before standing up and touching the back of her neck and attempting to straighten her back without success. It did elongate somewhat, but it was very uncomfortable and almost painful, and with her limited medical knowledge, she didn't want to risk any permanent damage.
Sighing again, she opened the door to her apartment and set out into Sunberth, putting one foot in front of the other at a quick pace.
She had never felt as though she was in danger in Sunberth but she didn't want to dawdle to work. That was how most people ended up getting into altercations with others.
At her pace, she arrived at The Pigs Foot Tavern in hardly any time at all, and soon she was in the Tavern, preparing to start her shift.
Another girl was already there, wiping down tables and the bar, and cleaning the filthy glasses that had been left on the bar. Deliath nodded a greeting to her, before taking a look around.
There were a few tables that the girl hadn't got to yet, and there were few customers, so with a smile on her face Deliath made her way around the tavern and picked up the glasses. In each hand she found that she could carry at least three, maybe four if she was careful. It took three trips to clear the tables of glasses and place them on the bar for the other girl to clean, before Deliath took a damp cloth herself and began wiping the tables down, clearing the sticky fluids that had been left behind from when their customers had spilt small amounts of the drinks down the sides of the glasses.
Smiling slightly she began wiping each of the tables in a circular motion until the liquids and sticky patches of the table had been removed then she'd go to the bar to rinse the filth from the cloth, then wring it out to go on to the next table.
She worked quickly and finished wiping the tables just as the other girl finished cleaning the glasses.
“Can yer watch bar for me? I ‘ave t’ check kitchen.” the girl said as Deliath nodded.
”Of course.” Deliath smiled sweetly, scurrying over to the bar and standing watch over it as the other girl left.
It was fairly quiet compared to other days, but Deliath wasn't particularly unhappy about that.
She spent a good few minutes just wandering up and down the bar checking that everything was in place and that everything was clean, and it seemed that the other girl had done a fairly good job.
She was beginning to bored though, and began to feel as though the day was going to be far too long due to a lack of customers.
Sighing, she examined her hands with a slight frown before looking up to see that someone had entered the tavern, and she couldn't help but grin and lean against the bar, tilting her head to look at the man.
”Hi there! Welcome to the Pigs Foot Tavern!” she spoke cheerily as the man came to sir at the bar.
The man look miserable, his face twisted into a frown and his head rested on his hands. He also seemed to have several scars on his face, along with a receding hairline, several teeth missing, and a few fresh bruises covering his head, although that wasn't anything unusual.
“A mug of ale please.” He mumbled as he placed his miza on the bar, and Deliath smiled and nodded, before grabbing a clean mug from under the bar and filled it until it was almost overfilling, before handing it to the man and taking his Miza, not before accidentally spilling a small amount of ale onto her thumb
Then she cleaned her hands to get the ale off her thumbs, before turning to the man.
”Rough day, huh?” she asked, tilting her head as she stared at the man, trying to work out what had upset him so much.
“Yer could say tha’” the man responded shaking his head downtroddenly. “Turns ou’ me wife ‘as been around. An’ some of her ‘friends’ ain't ‘appy that I'm ‘ere!” the man exclaimed, half angry, half dismayed.
”Ah, I see why you aren't so happy then.” she nodded as she thought to herself. She hadn't really heard any stories like that before, so she didn't know how to empathise with him. ”Is that where they came from, if you don't mind me asking?” she asked, gesturing towards her own face, hoping that the man would realise that she was speaking about his bruises.
“Bruises? Yer, they came for me. No’ long before they'll be on their way t’ Sahova.” The man grinned and Deliath opted to ignore the open threat towards whoever it was that was coming after him, after all, death seemed impossible to the people of Sunberth for now. Too many executions had ended with the 'criminal' still alive.
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Her job as a barmaid wasn't as stressful as other jobs, she imagined, and she thoroughly enjoyed meeting new people.
Quickly, her frown turned into a smile as she climbed out of her bed and walked over to kneel by a bowl of water she'd left on the floor of her apartment, before she cupped the water in her hands and splashed it over her face, rubbing it away with her hands to clean her face.
Sighing, she stood up again, grabbing her usual clothes and throwing them on, before standing up and touching the back of her neck and attempting to straighten her back without success. It did elongate somewhat, but it was very uncomfortable and almost painful, and with her limited medical knowledge, she didn't want to risk any permanent damage.
Sighing again, she opened the door to her apartment and set out into Sunberth, putting one foot in front of the other at a quick pace.
She had never felt as though she was in danger in Sunberth but she didn't want to dawdle to work. That was how most people ended up getting into altercations with others.
At her pace, she arrived at The Pigs Foot Tavern in hardly any time at all, and soon she was in the Tavern, preparing to start her shift.
Another girl was already there, wiping down tables and the bar, and cleaning the filthy glasses that had been left on the bar. Deliath nodded a greeting to her, before taking a look around.
There were a few tables that the girl hadn't got to yet, and there were few customers, so with a smile on her face Deliath made her way around the tavern and picked up the glasses. In each hand she found that she could carry at least three, maybe four if she was careful. It took three trips to clear the tables of glasses and place them on the bar for the other girl to clean, before Deliath took a damp cloth herself and began wiping the tables down, clearing the sticky fluids that had been left behind from when their customers had spilt small amounts of the drinks down the sides of the glasses.
Smiling slightly she began wiping each of the tables in a circular motion until the liquids and sticky patches of the table had been removed then she'd go to the bar to rinse the filth from the cloth, then wring it out to go on to the next table.
She worked quickly and finished wiping the tables just as the other girl finished cleaning the glasses.
“Can yer watch bar for me? I ‘ave t’ check kitchen.” the girl said as Deliath nodded.
”Of course.” Deliath smiled sweetly, scurrying over to the bar and standing watch over it as the other girl left.
It was fairly quiet compared to other days, but Deliath wasn't particularly unhappy about that.
She spent a good few minutes just wandering up and down the bar checking that everything was in place and that everything was clean, and it seemed that the other girl had done a fairly good job.
She was beginning to bored though, and began to feel as though the day was going to be far too long due to a lack of customers.
Sighing, she examined her hands with a slight frown before looking up to see that someone had entered the tavern, and she couldn't help but grin and lean against the bar, tilting her head to look at the man.
”Hi there! Welcome to the Pigs Foot Tavern!” she spoke cheerily as the man came to sir at the bar.
The man look miserable, his face twisted into a frown and his head rested on his hands. He also seemed to have several scars on his face, along with a receding hairline, several teeth missing, and a few fresh bruises covering his head, although that wasn't anything unusual.
“A mug of ale please.” He mumbled as he placed his miza on the bar, and Deliath smiled and nodded, before grabbing a clean mug from under the bar and filled it until it was almost overfilling, before handing it to the man and taking his Miza, not before accidentally spilling a small amount of ale onto her thumb
Then she cleaned her hands to get the ale off her thumbs, before turning to the man.
”Rough day, huh?” she asked, tilting her head as she stared at the man, trying to work out what had upset him so much.
“Yer could say tha’” the man responded shaking his head downtroddenly. “Turns ou’ me wife ‘as been around. An’ some of her ‘friends’ ain't ‘appy that I'm ‘ere!” the man exclaimed, half angry, half dismayed.
”Ah, I see why you aren't so happy then.” she nodded as she thought to herself. She hadn't really heard any stories like that before, so she didn't know how to empathise with him. ”Is that where they came from, if you don't mind me asking?” she asked, gesturing towards her own face, hoping that the man would realise that she was speaking about his bruises.
“Bruises? Yer, they came for me. No’ long before they'll be on their way t’ Sahova.” The man grinned and Deliath opted to ignore the open threat towards whoever it was that was coming after him, after all, death seemed impossible to the people of Sunberth for now. Too many executions had ended with the 'criminal' still alive.
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Total: 965
