Edrei, of course, had not passed the message on to her patron, so Vervain had no idea what lay in store for her with the appearance of the bard in her establishment. The afternoon was fairly quiet, so far - with the constant and unending snows, the evenings tended to attract the most business. People finished their work and needed somewhere warm, cosy and full of other body heat to stay warm as the temperatures plummeted further. So apart from a couple of lone drinkers and a man warming his hands before the fire, the place was empty.
Vai had just finished cleaning the place up by the look of it - the bar was shining, the tables were clear and the chairs ordered. Unfortunately the barrel store was still causing her some trouble. As Jigano entered it would be to the sound of Vai's colourful swearing, and she emerged from the back room with a broom in hand. Before her scuttled an enormous, spindly legged spider that was somehow evading the swat of her broom (somehow, because it honestly moved as if it was drunk). "And stay out, you little shit," she informed the thing as it scuttled towards a tell-tale crack in the wall.
A giant black and white blur took a lazy swipe at it as it drew close, but the gesture was for face value if that. Chunk - the Rathskeller's true patron - emerged from between two chairs on bandy legs, spotted Jigano and let out a soulful MROW to inform Vervain of his presence.
Vai glanced up, spotted the bard, and offered a lopsided smile. "Sorry 'bout that," she murmured, sidling behind the bar. "The bastard will be back - they always are. What can I get you?"
Vai had just finished cleaning the place up by the look of it - the bar was shining, the tables were clear and the chairs ordered. Unfortunately the barrel store was still causing her some trouble. As Jigano entered it would be to the sound of Vai's colourful swearing, and she emerged from the back room with a broom in hand. Before her scuttled an enormous, spindly legged spider that was somehow evading the swat of her broom (somehow, because it honestly moved as if it was drunk). "And stay out, you little shit," she informed the thing as it scuttled towards a tell-tale crack in the wall.
A giant black and white blur took a lazy swipe at it as it drew close, but the gesture was for face value if that. Chunk - the Rathskeller's true patron - emerged from between two chairs on bandy legs, spotted Jigano and let out a soulful MROW to inform Vervain of his presence.
Vai glanced up, spotted the bard, and offered a lopsided smile. "Sorry 'bout that," she murmured, sidling behind the bar. "The bastard will be back - they always are. What can I get you?"
