Goods and Services

Noble work. That brought a bright smile to her face. It was noble work and while she didn’t need people to recognize that it was nice to hear every now and again. Especially from men who never required her services personally. Usually only those who were fathers, especially ones whose wives had struggled in labor or during pregnancy, recognized the value of her work. The blonde looked through her basket again and shook her head. ”I think I have all I need for now. Or all I can get anyways. I don’t have much in the way of tradable goods.” she said with a little shrug. It did mean getting things like food was going to be difficult for a little bit…but she would just have to make what she had last. The Rathskeller? That was…the bar right? A drink did sound nice…and then he made the assumption that she was too young for a drink. She stared at him with wide brown eyes in surprise for a moment, but her expression melted into a smile and she giggled. ”Don’t let my face fool you, I am an adult. A drink would be nice.” she said, still finding it very funny that he thought her a child. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world