With her morning duties behind her and permission granted from miss Kaijitsu, Jaillen had hours before hung up her work clothes in her sparse wardrobe in the Rusty Dragon, having changed into an admittedly similar brown dress, less frilly, a higher cut skirt, no sleeves to the point where her shoulders were bare, a higher neck-line that hid her cleavage while accenting it, lifting and pressing on it and most importantly, no apron. It had an almost velveteen appearance, lined with a golden floral pattern, accompanied by knee socks and a pair of admittedly rather pretty shoes. Of course, she'd also obtained a nice new collar to go with it, the clasp connecting the leather strap styled like a rose.<br/><br/>Having wandered around the attractions for some time, sampling bits of food as she went and making a mental note to ask some of the locals for recipes for this and that to pass on to the inn's cook at the end of the day, the maid decided it was time for a quick breather. It was best to pace yourself at these events, absolutely no point in tiring yourself out before something interesting happened unexpectedly. Though while it might be nice to do so, it wouldn't change the fact she might put on a pound or two from the foodstuffs if she didn't keep moving around and burning them off.<br/><br/>Now might be a good time then, to move away from the food stalls and head toward those selling souvenirs that she might bring back to miss Kaijitsu or the hard working staff who volunteered to keep on going  today, and of course to see if there were any new books, fact or fiction, that might be available and strike her fancy.