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Echotech71
Years of working in the nameless tavern had instilled certain reflexes within young barmaid. Diving behind the bar at the first hint of catastrophic damage or explosions was one of them. So as soon as glass and flames started showering into the tavern, she found herself on the floor without thought.
Slowly as the sounds of commotion settled, she raised her head to peer over the counter. Wide eyes took in the sudden change of scenery and fell upon the still figure.
Without moving the called out. "Hey, you. Are you ok?"
She made no move to check on the newcomer, seeming quite content to stay sheltered behind the bar. Her mannerism and tone a vast contrast to the fine clothing she wore, telling of a lower class upbringing.
@BunniesOfDoom
Slowly as the sounds of commotion settled, she raised her head to peer over the counter. Wide eyes took in the sudden change of scenery and fell upon the still figure.
Without moving the called out. "Hey, you. Are you ok?"
She made no move to check on the newcomer, seeming quite content to stay sheltered behind the bar. Her mannerism and tone a vast contrast to the fine clothing she wore, telling of a lower class upbringing.
@BunniesOfDoom
