Tal knew better than to breathe a sigh of relief where Took could see it. The man was like a shark; drawn to blood in the proverbial water. Instead the courier busied himself carrying the loads of dried meat out to the sled so he wouldn't have to see that ugly smug grin on the butcher's face. He didn't waste the old man's time with further courtesies that neither of them meant as he left, but he did roll his eyes at Sah and throw an elbow towards the younger man's ribs once they were outside for good.
"You have got to get out of the Palace more, Jester," he grumbled, turning the sled towards Mrs. Knotwise's shop. "But keep the fox pelts handy. They might work at the next stop." With Mrs. Knotwise, one just never knew what was going to catch her fancy.
Tal guided the dogs down the road to their next stop and headed in. Boreal followed Tal in this time, scaly tail wagging eagerly at the tempting smells emerging from the cook's shop. "Hello? Mrs. Knotwise?" Tal called, looking around for the lady in question.
Tal heads to Mrs. Knotwise's place!
"You have got to get out of the Palace more, Jester," he grumbled, turning the sled towards Mrs. Knotwise's shop. "But keep the fox pelts handy. They might work at the next stop." With Mrs. Knotwise, one just never knew what was going to catch her fancy.
Tal guided the dogs down the road to their next stop and headed in. Boreal followed Tal in this time, scaly tail wagging eagerly at the tempting smells emerging from the cook's shop. "Hello? Mrs. Knotwise?" Tal called, looking around for the lady in question.
Tal heads to Mrs. Knotwise's place!
