<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=12427.msg513510#msg513510">Quote from: Cherri Tart on 23-01-2008, 19:56:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At Gara's question, Ari turned, eyeing the crowd, Talis's voice warming to his audience, and then over to where her father stood.  Shrugging, she turned back to her friend, a faint smile on her face, her brows knit.  <br/><br/>"I just came down myself, but this feels less like trouble your brothers caused and more like...  I dunno.  Something?"  Idlely she picked up the silver coin, tipping it up on one edge, then sending it spinning with a flick of her fingers back towards the Orkish girl with a snort.  <br/><br/>"Family discount.  Ale's on the house and Slops for Snuff will be doing us a favor.  Be back in a wink."  Spinning around on the bench before Garashna could protest, she threaded her way across the busy floor, returning quickly with a mug in each hand, setting one down in front of herself and pushing the other one across the table.<br/><br/>"I told Thomas the younger to take care of Piggly.  You'd think I'd have gifted him a fortune." she chuckled.  "Boy's got a strange fascination with wild critters."  Taking a small pull of ale, the Inn's best, of course, she planted her elbows on the table, chin in one hand.  <br/><br/>"Reyata should be here soon.  Soon as she gets here, though, if you want, we can hide out in my room.  It's warm there and it's more... well, comfortable."  she glanced over her shoulder once more at where her father stood, a scowl upon his face.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Well it would make a change"<br/>Garashna snorted, still not believing that her brothers weren't behind the trouble.<br/>"Though that fog out there....."<br/>Her head turned towards the window, not that you could see much out of the thick glass.<br/>"....it's a bit....well....not like fog I've seen before....everything seems on edge, even the game is quiet..."<br/><br/>Her brow furrowed as Ariavha flicked the coin back, she slapped it down onto the table with the flat of the hand, which was where it would stay until the end of the evening.<br/>It wasn't that she minded her friend giving her a drink, what she did mind was others thinking that the pig heard couldn't afford her own. The small silver coin proved them wrong, even if it did end up back in her pouch at the end of the day.<br/><br/>Grunting her thanks, as Ari returned and pushed the mug infront of her, Garashna picked up the ale and drank it in one long gulp. Smacking her lips, she replaced the now empty vessel back on the table before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.<br/>"We both appreciate your gift Ari, lets hope Snuff doesn't slobber all over young Tom like he did last time, his mother complained for days about the smell of 'pig', fine on her table yet not on the hoof."<br/><br/>Just about to comment upon 'the elf', Garashna saw the door open slowly and recognised the figure slipping in.<br/>Moving along the bench she sat upon, Garashna grinned at the miller's daughter, immediately jesting with her.<br/>"You're early....what's worng, only parted your legs twice instead of thrice on your way here?"<br/><br/>She would have said more, but another entered quickly after and ture to form, with a much grander Gesture.<br/>Garashna huffed, so much for keeping a low profile, Reyata had made such an entrance that all eyes had turned to look.<br/>Rolling her eyes, she pulled Ilene's arm gently.<br/>"Move over harlot, the dutchess has arrived."<br/><br/>