Kithri

Oh! Thank ya lad! Kithri says, unrolling the scroll as she turns and kicks the door closed. Crossing to the small desk opposite the door, she smooths the scroll out, reading over the words again.

Something threatening the meese? Hmm. It's been a fair bit since I really left the inn. I wonder if I could pen a nifty little song about the meese and their plight? Only one way to find out I suppose! she thinks to herself as she rolls the scroll back up, slipping it into one of her scroll cases.

Whistling a small song to herself, she sets about packing up the rest of her things. A small dab of perfume behind the ears, her goblin tribal mask settled on her face, and her slender little rapier around her waist. I think that's everything, may as well settle up with the keeper and head down to the docks! Her last thought through her head, she picks up the small chest and heads to the front of the inn to make sure nothing else needs wrapped up.

Morning! I am, I am indeed. Let's see, do you have any of that smoked fish left? If not, just a nice bit of sausage and bread'll do me right! Kithri says, blushing slightly at the nickname, thankful for the mask over her face.

Kithri smiles at the woman, winking quickly as she picks up a few extra lumps of bread. She slices two of them open and crams some sausage into each open loaf, making a makeshift sandwich.

Many thanks! With any luck, I'll be back later today. In case I'm not, do I have any debt to square up?

Awesome! Thanks sugar. Now, to see a man about a meese! Kithri says, turning to head out of the inn, her hand full of sausagey goodness.