[center][h2][color=f9ad81]Chino[/color][/h2]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/WSFrR6j.png[/img]
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Class:[/b] Archer
[b]Date/Time:[/b] Day 1 / Morning
[b]Location:[/b] Main hall of the Greased Oak
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A room lit up by the sunlight traveling through the rags hanging in front of the window, sheets lying on the ground with at the back of the wall a shadow of a girl undressing from her pajamas. Dust lightly wavered through the air of the room as the sound of the girl changing continued. Outside on the street you could hear the bird chirping and carriages strolling by. Not many people were busy outside yet so it was rather quiet on the streets. 

Chino pulled a skin tight sleeveless t shirt over her head bringing it down to her waists. As she did she lightly shook her head to get her hair well and good again. Then another layer of cloth which was also sleeveless but a bit prettier and looser. Knee socks, gloves, shorts and a small cape with hoodie. After her morning ritual she was ready for her daily job. Hunting for goods and the likes to get money for shelter. On her way out she got a small shoulder bag and her bow and quiver while walking and left her room.

A small walk later she tilted her head at the sign of the Greased Oak. Has she ever been inside? Probably not, she didn't remember. It made her a little curious however. Well what had she to lose and she could always run away if she didn't like all the men sitting there now drinking booze and gambling. With a slight heavy push of the door she went in. She didn't look particularly anyone in the eyes wanting to get in any trouble. She knew how it worked in these kind of places and that she was too powerless to get in any fights here.

She walked in for a bit and took the second bar seat she found. With a climb she got up on the chair and looked at the menu card for a minute to see what they had. Chino didn't waste any time and got the attention of one of the staff members in pink apron cleaning this mess.

[center][color=f9ad81]"Can I order a black coffee from you sir. You look like the type to make good coffee."[/color][/center]

Chino gave the man a relaxed smile and waited for him to get her coffee. He looked quite good in that apron. She didn't know it was this type of tavern.