[@Pripovednik] [color=6ecff6][i]"Keeper, your coin."[/i][/color]

Geoff nodded his thanks to the surprisingly honest customer, before turning his glare on the young quartering who was already scurrying off across the room, trying to overcharge a customer for a glass off low-quality wine. Again.

He'd warned the girl before of trying such tricks while he was around, but for some reason the rapscallion kept at it. It was almost as if she enjoyed the gruff old warmage sparking her backside raw every time he caught her, and Geoff began to wonder what other ways he could use to discipline the wayward wench instead. A riding crop perhaps..?

[@Gareth]

[color=39b54a]"You're to take three coppers for that wine, my lass, and not a penny more,"[/color] the barman called across the room, watching carefully as the girl tried to snatch a silver from their guest before he noticed his mistake.

[color=fff200]"I'm sorry about that confusion, my love,"[/color] Hilda said to Clark with a mischievous grin and tossed seven coppers down onto the table as change, leaning in close to his ear as she did, [color=fff200]"Perhaps you'd like to meet me in the barn a little later, and we can discuss how apologetic I am in a more... intimate setting..."[/color] leaving the offer hanging in the air Hilda quickly turned away from the table, and sticking her tongue out at the old barman rudely went about her duties clearing away the empties mugs, glasses tankards and bucket.