<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/%5E0F8DB8EF0ABA58288E2BF177AE1807F9D5648E9E7743370419%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div>The Fox took her preferred seat, "A mead heavy, bread, cheese if you have it, cream or butter if you don't. Pepper, what ever is in the day pot. Make it two." She cuts a look at her sister, something is definitely simmering there, "and three loaves." She let the woman take the order and before she turned, "Know any work to be had local."<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/%5E846E518B1481611CD008024DF9F2F1C7B2480FC20110854ECB%5Epimgpsh_fullsize_distr.jpg)</div>Sweet little sister takes a gander around the pub, nodding to the barkeep, then the waitress confirming the order. As she sits, she sees the argument building within her sister, and huffs with the incoming. Casting about for a lifeline, Winter Fire makes eye contact with the fighter of the twins entering the bar. As their waitress stops them to welcome them, Winter Fire stands again, waving the pair to join them at their table. "Over here!"<br/>