(O)Well I think the other two serving women can handle those men, seeing as besides them I am the only one in here. Run along and grab your food and then come to sit with me, It would be nice to talk to someone with a pretty face.
/The serving girl stares at him for a second and then runs into the kitchen, knowing she cannot pass up a chance to sit. She returns shortly with a small plate./
(O)What is that??
(S.W.)This is all we are allowed. It is enough for now I get more later.
(O)No go in the kitchen and make another plate like mine. If they ask question say I ordered it myself, I will pay for what ever the expense is.
/She glides back into the kitchen and comes back with a plate identical to his/
(S.W.)So what brings you into a small place like this? You seem to have money, why not a fancier place farther up the hill?
(O)I was told this had the best wine, also I am around the "higher" up places daily, I like to get back into the smaller communities.
/They both sit and talk for a while until a small crowd starts to wander in/
(S.W.) I should probably get back to work, it is almost noon day and it will start to get busy.
(O) Yes I can see that, I need to get back to my Baron and see what is needed of me. I leave in a few days and need to get preparations done.
(S.W.)Thank you for the talk and letting me sit with you, I barely ever get to do that anymore.
(O)It was my pleasure, I would like to see more of you too. Come see me at the "White Pony" later on tonight when you are done here, we can talk more.
(S.W.) Alright, but who do I ask for?
(O)It is Ovilorn, just ask for me and they will show you either to my quarters or to me, depending on if I am there at the time or coming back soon. And your name my lady?
(S.W.)Arlenia
(O)A name befitting. I will expect your arrival.
/Ovilorn leans over and kisses Arlenia on the cheek and slips a gold piece into the pocket of her apron. She blushes and goes back to the kitchen, turning back with a smile she pops thought the door. Ovilorn turns and tosses the innkeeper a gold piece to and walks thought he door. The innkeeper stares at it in astonishment/
/Ovilorn walks back onto the street, looking around people have seemed to spring out of no where. The sun has also gone from barley rising to about its peak. He decides that it would be best to see what the Baron would like him to do, and he heads back to the "White Pony"/
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