50th of Winter
Snow lined the streets, the wind was not as strong as it had been but there was still a subtle breeze. The click of the latch on the hard cold door told her that it was secured. Tucking the hand that had closed it into her cloak she made her way through the cobbled paths to her place of work. Hair was bound into a loose braid and anticipation swirled in her chest while boots clacked against the stones as she approached the eatery.
It was still early in the day and there were very few that were sitting at the tables around the room as she entered the tavern. Thin fingers unwrapped the knotted strings at the throat of her cloak as she moved to the back area. A soft hello was called out from Remi after she entered the kitchen. Grabbing the hood of the cloak she hung it on a hook near the back entrance and smoothed out her clothing. A simple skirt borrowed from her mother’s things, what little there was left, paired with a simple white blouse. The were a little small in length but she would have to make due with what was available.
She’d washed the things that she’d worn to the city several times but she needed something to change into while they were washing. Digging through her mother and dead stepfather’s things were necessary, even though it felt weird to go through someone else’s stuff.
“Seth will be leaving soon dear. I’ll have you take his place,” Remi turned and instructed Firenze for what she would be doing for the day. Only having been there for a few days now. Kevith had passed her off to Remi to handle. Not that she minded, Remi was less gruff and more understanding.
Clasping her hands in front of her Fire listened to the tasks that she’d be doing for the day. “Clean off the tables, sweep the floors, serve the food and collect the money. You’ll need to give Kevith the money that you collect. Make sure the fire stays going and help the girls if they need to get drinks refilled.” With a nod of her head she shooed Fire to the front, “alright get on with ya. If you have questions let me know, it’s fairly easy so don’t worry. Oh, if the patrons start to give you trouble let Kevith know, he’ll take care of you.” Remi winked at her as she pushed the door to the front.
Snow lined the streets, the wind was not as strong as it had been but there was still a subtle breeze. The click of the latch on the hard cold door told her that it was secured. Tucking the hand that had closed it into her cloak she made her way through the cobbled paths to her place of work. Hair was bound into a loose braid and anticipation swirled in her chest while boots clacked against the stones as she approached the eatery.
It was still early in the day and there were very few that were sitting at the tables around the room as she entered the tavern. Thin fingers unwrapped the knotted strings at the throat of her cloak as she moved to the back area. A soft hello was called out from Remi after she entered the kitchen. Grabbing the hood of the cloak she hung it on a hook near the back entrance and smoothed out her clothing. A simple skirt borrowed from her mother’s things, what little there was left, paired with a simple white blouse. The were a little small in length but she would have to make due with what was available.
She’d washed the things that she’d worn to the city several times but she needed something to change into while they were washing. Digging through her mother and dead stepfather’s things were necessary, even though it felt weird to go through someone else’s stuff.
“Seth will be leaving soon dear. I’ll have you take his place,” Remi turned and instructed Firenze for what she would be doing for the day. Only having been there for a few days now. Kevith had passed her off to Remi to handle. Not that she minded, Remi was less gruff and more understanding.
Clasping her hands in front of her Fire listened to the tasks that she’d be doing for the day. “Clean off the tables, sweep the floors, serve the food and collect the money. You’ll need to give Kevith the money that you collect. Make sure the fire stays going and help the girls if they need to get drinks refilled.” With a nod of her head she shooed Fire to the front, “alright get on with ya. If you have questions let me know, it’s fairly easy so don’t worry. Oh, if the patrons start to give you trouble let Kevith know, he’ll take care of you.” Remi winked at her as she pushed the door to the front.
