OOCI'm so sorry I've been gone! D:
"I play the flute," Lyrri replied, leaning back casually. "I've never had a talent for singing, but it's certainly something I enjoy!" She smiled and gave a nod of agreement at his mention of the work in Syliras. There was a place for just about everyone, if they looked hard enough.
The man asked her how well she knew Ed-something. "Ah..." she gave an awkward smile as she reached again for the mug. "Not entirely well. I did just start here, so I don't know most of the other employees."
"But I'll get to know her eventually!"
A light laugh bubbled up at the next sentence. Tipsy was okay- she was there by now, too. "I take it you're not used to the feeling?" She looked again to... To Ed. Still working, of course. It was a shame no one had stepped up to beat out the large probably-a-woman, still there to bellow her drunken laughter. Lyrri sighed.
Baragul asked if there was anything to do. Caught unexpected, the bard froze for a moment, looking off into the distance as she searched her minute store of Sylirian knowledge. Finally, she let out another laugh and shook her head. "You'd know better than me, I think," she conceded. "I mostly just wander about, or spend my time in this lovely establishment. I have yet to find a more interesting routine..."
"I play the flute," Lyrri replied, leaning back casually. "I've never had a talent for singing, but it's certainly something I enjoy!" She smiled and gave a nod of agreement at his mention of the work in Syliras. There was a place for just about everyone, if they looked hard enough.
The man asked her how well she knew Ed-something. "Ah..." she gave an awkward smile as she reached again for the mug. "Not entirely well. I did just start here, so I don't know most of the other employees."
"But I'll get to know her eventually!"
A light laugh bubbled up at the next sentence. Tipsy was okay- she was there by now, too. "I take it you're not used to the feeling?" She looked again to... To Ed. Still working, of course. It was a shame no one had stepped up to beat out the large probably-a-woman, still there to bellow her drunken laughter. Lyrri sighed.
Baragul asked if there was anything to do. Caught unexpected, the bard froze for a moment, looking off into the distance as she searched her minute store of Sylirian knowledge. Finally, she let out another laugh and shook her head. "You'd know better than me, I think," she conceded. "I mostly just wander about, or spend my time in this lovely establishment. I have yet to find a more interesting routine..."