Long Way (Open)

by Guest Mon Aug 09, 2010 9:04 pm

THIS was a long way to go. Farther from the plains than he liked to be but Mailyn ordered him continue his search here. The information she received he didn't trust the source but he wasn't going to disobey orders. He didn't know a lot about walking among the two legged but it was better than the punishment her holiness would inflict on him if he didn't listen to her bidding.

HE traveled as far as he dared on four legs. It was more comfortable and galloping he covered a lot of ground faster. Soon he didn't recognize the land he was stampeding through. Saelreth kept to the trees as long as there were trees that could cover him and when the landscape turned to a stone road headed straight into this town he slowed and ducked behind some brush.

THERE was a lot of rustling and some swearing too. How could the two legged stand having fabric on their legs? He felt like a fool when he stepped out from the bushes. Mailyn's maidens said these blue jeans would help him blend in, stolen from a two legged who'd been a fool and insulted their way of life in their own territory. The t-shirt was more be able. He was used to chest coverings from his service in Mailyn's court.

HE wasn't going to put on the shoes the maidens had given him but then he stepped on a rock. It jabbed into the tender meet of his foot and he spat an oath. Saelreth was used to his hooves. If this is what walking on two legs with feet was like…..he shook his head and sat down on the grass to examine the boots the maidens gave him.

WHEN he walked into town on the stone road he looked normal. Dressed like any other man. His walk was firm and feet hit the ground hard because of how he was used to walking in his normal form. He had a pack on his back that was more empty than it'd been before because he took these clothes out of it. In it was what he needed to survive here until he completed his mission for Mailyn.

BEFORE he did anything he needed something to eat. He came in here and closed the door hard behind him with a slam. He was used to tent flaps not doors because his tribe was nomadic under the leadership of Mailyn's father. Inside the door Saelreth stopped with no idea of where he should go from here or if this was even a place he was allowed to enter.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Tue Aug 10, 2010 12:23 am

The man would not be alone in the main entrance room for long. The door would open behind him, and inside she would step, closing the door behind her. When she noticed that she wasn't alone in the room, she would feel her lips curving upwards, she was the sort that was good at customer service, even if she did not work at the Inn. She had been here a few times. Her voice would slip out from behind the man, a sweetness that wasn't quite syrup was in that tone. "Hello! Can I offer you some help?" From her view point the man looked like he needed some help.

Dressed in a pair of well fitted dark washed jeans, with a light blue stitching, visable. Her feet were pressed into a pair of well worn black sneakers, with bright blue shoelaces. The same color of her shoelaces was the color of her shirt, it was a normal baby doll t-shirt, with a v-neck. A black pendant necklace was around her throat. Her long curly locks of hair was pulled back from her face, into a clip the rest of her curly hair was worn loose.

Her hands were at her sides, though she had a bag in one hand, a paper bag with paper handles that were grapsed into her left hand. Her right hand was free. She had come to the Inn on a mission to see someone but had been distracted, not that it was a unwelcome distraction. She liked distractions they kept her mind busy.

She had a long boring day at work, Starbucks was not hopping today, and she blamed the heat. Though one thought that people would of came in due to the ice cream but maybe she needed to advertise that better. She would get a thoughtful look upon her features as she awaited the man to speak. After the things she had seen recently if he sprouted wings and a tail she wouldn't of blinked.

by Guest Tue Aug 10, 2010 8:15 am

HE spun quickly when the door opened behind him. It was good that his bow and quiver were both in his backpack or he would have grabbed for them. Not that Sael meant to scare her. He was used to life on the plains where sudden noises meant making a quick defense. He crouched in a defensive stance while frantically he tried to figure out how he'd fight well on two legs.

IT was just a woman. That made him relax, shifting his weight as he tried to find a comfortable way to stand. On the plains he almost never shifted into this inferior form so he wasn't accustomed to it. He felt so lacking with the entire back of his body missing and all the power of it too. "Hehlo." He sounded gruff his accent thick common wasn't spoken often by Saelreth.

"TO dining, here?" His tongue had trouble speaking like this….it made him frown. He moved his arm with a sweep to indicate where he was standing with her. He was foreign but not stupid already he heard the difference between his speaking and hers so he knew he wasn't doing good. "Condolences, I come far to here." He bowed his head at her. In Hu'anis bowing was appropriate to show remorse.

HE didn't bow for long because she was a two-legged woman. Showing remorse was showing submission and Saelreth was not that kind of man to do that for long. Bowing could also leave him vulnerable to attack and he didn't know what to expect from this woman. Her skin was darker than any other two-legged he's seen before and it was curious. Black eyes stared at her to look her over.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:08 am

It was good indeed that his bow was in his backpack because if he would of drawn a weapon on her who knows what could of or would of happened. She had a gift, a gift that she was in training to learn, and sometimes unexpected circumstances brought out the emotional and uncontrolable consequences. The fact that he went into a defensive stance made her want to reach out but she did not.

Hopefully he did not think that women were inferior to men or he was going to have a rough time of it. She had met some pretty scary women in her time. Not that she was one of those. Instead she would give him a smile, when he talked. When he said he wanted to eat she would give a nod of her head. She had so far understood him just fine. "Yes, we have dinning here. If you want to follow me we can go into the bar." She would offer a friendly smile, still trying to put the stranger to ease, and when she smiled there were no fangs or anything but a matching set of pearly whites. Her hand would lift to point in a fashion towards the bar it wasn't very far from where the two were standing now. The last time she had been at the bar in the Inn had not been for food and that had turned out...interesting. Though it was something she would never do again.

As she started to walk she would talk and turn to see if he was going to come along. "I can make you something, if the cook is out." She knew about that from a previous visit to the Inn. "Did you need a room so you can rest up?" Not that she had ever checked anyone in, but surely she could find someone or someway of doing that if the man wanted to after eating. But if he had traveled so far she thought it was the right thing to do.

She was used to such looks and was not effected in the least. If he happened to see her chocolate colored eyes he would see as much. Eyes were the window to the soul, her granny had always told her, and granny was a smart lady.

by Guest Tue Aug 10, 2010 3:25 pm

IF she had fangs or animal odors Sael would feel like it was home. Centaur ruled Hu'anis but many other types of beast lived there too. He came from the most wild part of this planet where a town like this was lots of days of galloping travel. If she ever found herself there it'd feel a long way from home and that is how he felt with her here, where the walls were so solid he felt closed in.

HIS stomach was growling from hunger. Saelreth's tribe celebrated with banquets when they found their new settlement. Eating too much until the stomach hurt was a sign that the chosen land was bountiful and there would be prosperity there. "I follow you, ay." Sael listened to everything she said carefully now so he could improve his own speaking. He adapted fast.

HE shook his head when she said room. Following her to the bar where she promised him a meal his stomach growling again. "No. Out I rest up." He swept his arm out towards the front door this time. Sael couldn't rest here in the rooms they were cages to him….like the rooms with doors and walls that couldn't be kicked down that the tribe used to punish disobedient ones. "Dining here, only."

HE noticed her eyes were dark but not as dark as his. Saelreth's eyes had no whites they were black only a sign that he wasn't a regular man. There was strength and horse power in his eyes if they were windows to his soul because that's what his soul was made of.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Tue Aug 10, 2010 6:30 pm

Oh she got along fine with things that went bump in the night. The New Haven Starbucks was a breeding ground for those things. And being the manager of such a place brought you into contact with them. Not that she complained, some of her nearest and dearest were those things. Not that she would wave a flag and say such. Nor would she even think those things, not more so then that she was fine with things that went bump in the night. Whenever meeting someone new it was good to keep as few thoughts as possible in the mind, never know if someone can read them. Private those were, if you wanted answers, the direct method worked best.

The growling stomach had her have hunger pains for him. Ever notice how one isn't hungry until it is painfully obvious that someone else is, and suddenly you feel the hunger yourself? She was having one of those moments. A nod of her head when he said he would follow her, and she would continue on, from where she stopped until they reached the bar it wasn't really that far, they passed a hallway on the right, where some other rooms were located, two guest rooms, the meeting room, perhaps something else. On the left the space was pretty open with the rec. room and such until they reached the bar. She would give a nod of her head, causing her curls to bounce against her, towards the stools then towards the chairs. "Where do you wish to sit?" Once he was seated or standing at the bar if he wished, she wouldn't think anything of either, she would give him another smile.

At the other words, she paused a moment, she had met a few people that did not like to be confined in the small four walls of inns. She couldn't blame them she wasn't to fond of such, but she was fond of her own home. "They do have a stable here if you rather the outdoors." She felt she had to offer that before asking. "Unless you already have a protected place to stay?" She herself had a duo of gypsies on her land squatting until they decided to move along. Though she did have plenty of land thanks to her granny.

Her lips quirked upwards. "Would you care for something to drink first?" She would pause to allow him to answer, she was rather chatty when it came to giving customer service, though she wasn't half as chatty as others she knew. "What would you like to eat?" If she was going to make it she needed to know what he would like.

Oh, and those black eyes without any whites had not gone unnoticed, but she did not feel threatened. He wanted food, and he seemed nice enough, not the best things to make a character judgement on but she was. If he wanted to harm her, would he really let her cook him food first? But it wasn't something that even crossed her mind. That smile not slipping, it was warm but not to big. Didn't want to scare the man off.

by Guest Tue Aug 10, 2010 7:29 pm

HE didn't like the hallway it was too small bothering him. Sael wondered if he'd fit this hallway if he was his true shape. Getting out of the hallway couldn't be fast enough he walked closely behind her until they were in the bar. He looked into other doors to make sure there was nothing inside which could mean danger to him. Relaxing to see typical things for the two-legged.

STOOLS and chairs he normally didn't think about because he didn't need them. He stared around the bar sweeping his arm to indicate the counter pointing at it. "I wish there, Ianna." He addressed her as female because he had nothing else to call her. He wanted to eat at the counter because if he had to sit down the stools were highest and he could keep his feet on the floor.

HE smirked down at her. He was much shorter than normal only 5'11'' because his centaur shape was taller in height than his two-leg body. "Stable." He didn't like the word, he spoke it gruffly to make it inferior. "I know that. For animals, not me." Out of animals....horses centaurs treated with the most respect because they were the shape of the ancestors….but not stabled horses that gave up their wild freedom for humans. He wouldn't stay with them.

SAEL had a powerful heavy stride because he was used to standing strong and tall as a centaur. Walking he stood at the bar waiting to be asked about food, putting his hands up on the counter. He didn't take off the backpack, he wouldn't until he was sure there would be food coming by staying here. "No. I find protected place....Soon." He wasn't sure if that was the right word.…it was the only one he could think of frowning. "Soon, ay?"

HE had to think about his drink. He'd only drank with two-leggeds twice and he didn't know what they'd given him was called by them. "You drink grain?" He lifted his arm palm facing down as his arm like he was brushing stalks of wheat…hoping that would help explain what he meant. "I eat meat, hot grain, ay?" Sael didn't know enough about two-leggeds but he'd seen those things be eaten by them at their camps and those things he ate too.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:12 pm

Now she wasn’t the sort to lead someone into harm. At least not knowingly. And without knowing what the man was, she could only hope she wasn’t leading him into harm. The bar wasn’t anything special, it was a typical bar with the tables and chairs the counter with the stools, behind that there was a door, which would lead to the kitchen. Windows and a sliding glass door that lead out the garden were off to the side.

She was behind the bar when he chose to sit at the bar itself. A smile touching lips. “Oh no I am not Ianna, I am Titania.” She did not know what that name meant but she thought she would and could give him her name. The words were not spoken in any harsh sort of form, they were said simply and still in the same friendly tone as the rest of her words.

She was on the short side, so it wasn’t hard to look down at her even at 5’11”, his shorter size then normal. That didn’t make her feel strange either. And then she went and offended him. She blinked those long lashes. “I didn’t mean to offend you. I just thought perhaps….” He didn’t like the idea of rooms and she tried to find something better for him. Something better and yet protected. When he said he would find somewhere a part of her had to offer. “If you don’t find anything that you feel safe at…you can always rest in the gardens here.” She didn’t know for sure if he could rest in the gardens here…but she was the sort that wanted to make sure that people were taken care of. The only other thing she could offer him was the protection of her own lands, but before that offer came up, there were other things that needed to be taken care of.

Now he spoke of drinking grain, and she would look at him, curiously before she would hazard a guess. “Ale? Is that what you would drink?” As if to show him what she spoke of she would grab a mug, and she would pour the ale into the mug, before setting it on the counter before him. Her head tilting curious about that, to see how he felt about that.

Once she got that part figured out if she was correct or wrong, she would glance to him. “Meat..and potatoes? Meat and bread? A pot pie?” As she talked she would make motions with her hands, it was one of those crazy things and she was doing her best to show him what she thought. She paused. “Roast with carrots and potatoes?” She thought she would attempt other things too, seeing if any of those sounded good.

by Guest Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:58 pm

HE sat on the stool's edge so his feet could stay flat on the ground. "Titania is name. Ianna is you." Lifting his hand he made a downward motion to the side of her. He curved his hand out when it was at her breast and butt it was the best way he could define her as a woman without touching. "Sael is name, Ian is me." He made a strong fist with his hand flexing his arm muscles to indicate man.

HE smirked at her. "You thought perhaps? You rest up in stable?" Saelreth was using her words back quickly adapting to bettering the communication with her. Common he learned with the other languages his tribe's Wiseman demanded but he never needed to speak it a lot. "Don't, ay? You don't…." He waved his fingers under his nose puffing through his nostrils….she didn't smell like a stable.

ALE….he pulled the mug to him and bent puffing through his nostrils at the liquid. "Ay." He nodded gruffly picking the mug up to drink. It wasn't exactly like what the two-legs gave him before but it was close enough to know it was good. He put the mug down hard because he wasn't used to moving carefully for being indoors and the mug was empty.

WHEN she spoke the word he remembered it. "Bread. Meat and bread. A roast, ay. Carrots and potatoes are…" He frowned not knowing how to say what he needed to know. His tribe only ate food directly from nature picked or hunted not like the two-legs processed food to put it into other forms with foreign tastes. "Easy?"

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Wed Aug 11, 2010 12:10 am

When he said her name she smiled, but then he said the other name and she had that look of mild confusion. That was until he made a motion with his hand so she knew what he meant, you could see the understanding dawn on her. "Oh! Yes! I am Ianna." That made sense now and then he taught her his word, for she did not know the lanuage to place it corretly, for man. "It is very nice to meet you Sael." A smile but she did repeat the word. "Ian is man..." She said it almost as a question but she hoped she pronounced it right.

Did she rest in the stable? Well, okay so maybe she deserved that, but sometimes she didn't have such an aversion to sleeping in the clean hay. Though sometimes it was a pain to get it out of ones hair. Her head was shaking in the negative. "I do not stay in the stable." Her head gave a small shake of her head. "I have a house with some property a bit away from here." She offered a smile. "I have a barn not a stable..." There was a difference in her mind. "I have a few squating gypsies right now...but if you can't find somewhere you think is safe, you could always make camp there too." She thought, she wasn't to sure how well the man would get along with the gypsies but she had to offer, it was the thing to do. It was a offer, to a new person, no hidden strings to the offer. She would not smell like stables she actually smelt more like fresh rose water soap. One of her creature comforts.

If she noticed he wasn't careful with things, because he was not used to the way of having to be such she wouldn't make notice. Moving she would fill his mug once more, with the ale, because he would need more. "You might want to drink that a bit slower." She didn't know what effect it would have on him, but as he wasn't familar with the name she thought a fair warning was good.

Okay the bread and meat they were good on those. A smile touched her lips. "Carrots and potatoes are vegtables, they grow in the earth." Unless he said anything else she would make her way behind the door to begin cooking for him.

by Guest Wed Aug 11, 2010 9:40 am

"AY, Ian is man." Saelreth said it like EYE-an and woman was EYE-anna. He smiled liking that she didn't point angrily at him for the gestures he made. Two-leggeds lost in Hu'anis raised there voices all the time which gave him headaches whenever they were around. Tribe sentries had to deal with two-leggeds more so he was glad for his job as steward to Mailyn even if it meant he had to leave Hu'anis for this mission.

HE smirked when she admitted it. "No stable. Ay." He knew it he could tell she smelled like flowers and that was not stable smell. Sael looked at her surprised at her offer so he repeated it to be sure. "I could make camp there?" He drank again to think it over this time the mug had some ale left when he put it down. "You want….what? What you want to my camp?" Frowning he hoped she understood that he was asking what payment she asked for.

BIG smile when she said vegetables he was excited. "Ay! Roast, bread and vegetables. This is my dining." He raised the mug high in a toast and finished the ale again smacking it on the bar he smacked his hand on the bar. Happy to fill his stomach up soon. "Ale is nothing. I drink." He swiped his hand in a forgettable wave. Sael drank ale before and didn't get drunk from what he had but he was in his true shape then.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Wed Aug 11, 2010 7:00 pm

Of course she would not get angry at the gestures he made with his hands. It was a form of communication, helping get his meanings across the lanuage barrier, and in a way she was thankful of it. A lot of people seemed to think that when you had a language barrier the only way to fix it was to yell, then to get angry that it wasn't getting through. She wasn't that sort, she was more of the sort that wanted to work on fixing whatever the barrier was, so communciation could run smoother. She did notice that he was a quick learner, that fact alone got a smile out of her.

It wasn't that she thought he belonged in a stable, but she had met a few people that actually prefered to be bedded down in a nice pile of hay in one as shelter. But his question of her offer had her nodding her head. "Yes, you can make camp there." Then he asked his next question she would looked puzzled a moment before it came to her. "Oh...I only expect that you would not bother my gyspies." Her duo of gypsies she was pretty certain they would not mind having another outside, they slept in thier caravan, or next to the fire that they sometimes built for cooking thier food. Who knew maybe the men would all get along? She would expect that her home wasn't vandalized but she never offered such protection to those that she had a fear in that way.

She had came out of the kitchen after she had started the food. She did not want to leave the food unattended for long but she didn't want to leave the man unattended for long either. What sort of hostess would that make her? Slipping back into the kitchen she would stir the food she had going, she did not want it to cook unevenly, the smells of the roast and veggies would be filling the air. Slipping back through the door she would offer a smile to the man. She figured that he would know his own limits, even if she herself had not, he was a man no? "I will be right back." The bag that she had carried with her was now sitting on the floor behind the bar, it wasn't something she wanted to lug with her back and forth.

When she reappeared back from the kitchen she had a large platter full of food, it was arranged with meat in slices in the middle of the plate, around the edge of the platter were cut up carrots and potatoes. Carefully she carried it out, setting it down before him. Then she would slip back into the kitchen, not saying anything to return with a small gravy bowl, and a plate with a loaf of sliced bread, with a slab of butter on one side. Carefully she balanced that all with a napkin that had a knife and a fork wrapped inside. Setting it down before the man, she would give a slightly bashful smile, once her hands were full she was putting more ale in the mug. "I didn't know how hungry you were."

If he ate the food, he would have no ill effects from it, unless it was his body reacting to what the food was. THere was no posion or any secrets to it. The meat was well done past the interal temp it was suppose to reach, enough that the knife cutting into the meat was more like slicing through softened butter. She would wait a few moments to see if he needed anything else.

by Guest Wed Aug 11, 2010 8:16 pm

HE grunted thinking. Sael not sure what to think….most two-leggeds demanded goods or other payments like protection for what they gave. "Not bother gypsies?" Repeated gruffly at her. "Gypsies are what?" He thought he knew but now he wasn't sure because she wanted his payment to be not bothering them. "How big is barn and land?" He didn't expect her to have lots of land two-leggeds kept less space for themselves than his tribe did.

WHEN she left he thought about her. If he was going to camp at her barn he'd have to trust her with his true shape because he knew he couldn't stay like this day and night. Two legs were already uncomfortable his muscles cramping and he'd been like this only not long. Sael grunted again, frowning and wanting to drink but he remembered there was nothing left. He hit his palms against the counter antsy sniffing the air.

HE smelled food and stomped the floor…good that she wasn't there to hear and see because it was a habit he didn't mean to do. Sael got up out of his seat to move around the room staying seated for so long was hard for him especially because his stomach hurt with growling. The walls were low this space felt so small to him so he kept moving hoping it'd feel bigger.

RIGHT away he went to the counter when she came back. "Ael, ael Ianna." He saw what she prepared and grunted satisfied with it forgetting common when he thanked her. He didn't look large now but he required a lot to keep strong so the amount of food was right. Sael didn't unwrap the napkin he picked up a meat slice with his fingers eating that way other hand picking up another slice to eat right after.

THEN he took the mug in his other hand to have food in one hand drink in the other. Swallowing he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand waving at her with his mug. "Ianna, not hungry?" He was an he kept eating....normally the tribe honored food first but his hunger was too much he'd do that after.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Wed Aug 11, 2010 11:35 pm

When he repeated her one condition she would give a nod of her head. And then she almost felt her lips curve when he asked what a gypsy was. That was a good question if one did not know. But the way to describe what one was. She would just use a basic description. "Gypsys are people that have a nomadic habit of life." She did not want to go into greater detail because she didn't want to lose him. She did not think they would mind the guy, and well they wouldn't say they did nor would they treat him bad if they knew that he was a guest of hers. They had an agreement of sorts. How big was everything. "I have quite a few acres and the barn is rather large." She didn't know how much property she had but it was enough to have a working farm including land for fields of produce not that she had it running right now. "The barn has a loft, twelve stalls and room for farm equiptment."

She had been trusted with secrets of others and being in other forms, she never told for it wasn't her place. She had never met a centaur before though, doubtful that she would really think anything strange about it.

When he spoke in his language and unsure of what he was saying but he seemed happy, so she would smile and give a small nod of her head in reply, hoping it was okay. The fact he was eating the food was a good thing, it showed her she did a good job, and that he didn't think anything of the large portion she had given him. When he asked about her eating she gave a shake of her head. "I ate before I came over here." She had though when she was in the kitchen she had snatched up a small bite. There were a few more pieces left in the kitchen. She would keep a eye on his ale when it was empty she would replace it for him. Ducking behind the counter she put ice cubes in a glass and filled it with water, lifting the cup she took a nice long drink from it.

by Guest Thu Aug 12, 2010 1:45 am

HE nodded understanding her explanation. "Gypsy, Ha'ar. Ay." Ha'ar was freedom-man that's what the tribe called the two-leggeds that were nomadic like they were on the plains. Ha'ar were the only two-leggeds that Sael talked to willingly unless Mailyn or her father Ra'Tek forced him to talk to the other kinds. This woman liked Ha'ar so he had a better feeling about her, he didn't think she was terrible before he was just being careful.

HE grunted hearing about the barn and land. He knew what acres meant because two-leggeds talked about acres a lot during territory wars. Hu'anis was plains as far as eyes see…he was used to stampeding for miles without worrying about if the land was his land or the neighbors land it was always Centaur land. He knew this town wouldn't be like that but it was still hard to adjust for him, he looked around the room frowning at the walls.

HE didn't want to stay closed up a lot longer so he ate fast and drank fast….by the last glass of ale he was feeling it too making him sway. Everything he ate was good and tasted fresh. He slopped the bread in the meat juices not using the butter because he didn't know what butter was. "You came from barn to here? If I need I will see you."

NEXT he would leave but he had to pay her first for the food. The tribe bartered with the two-leggeds and beasts in Hu'anis not using money but the tribe had money in case of missions like this. Sael took the back pack off to search for what Mailyn had given him in a pouch. "What you want to my dining?"

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Thu Aug 12, 2010 2:10 pm

She was rather surprised herself that the gypsies had stayed as long as they had. Not that she was complaining she felt safer knowing they were out there. It was a comforting thought she gave herself, and when they were gone she was going to miss them terribly. She had been invited a few times to their cook fire and the dancing and stories. They teased her with the fact they were going to make her a real outfit to wear for the times she spent with him. She hoped that they would and it wasn't just teasing, she liked learning about them, and from them.

Unfortunatly he might have to travel rather far to find open plains like his home. She had grown up in the area and the most property she had ever seen was when she went out to visit her granny. The property had been in the family for as far back as the stories went. She wasn't a transplant she was born and bred here.

She gave a nod of her head, "It's a bit of a distance from here." She didn't want him to think that it was just next door. Though in her car it took about fifteen minutes, thinking she would duck under the bar and grab a piece of paper, it was white and clean and a pencil. Taking the pencil she would draw a quick map, not her best work but it worked, with diagrams of what was what. "Yes, if you need me you can show up at any time." She would alert the gypsies that they might get a vistor.

Now, how much was the food? That had a blank stare, for a moment before she smiled a bit. "What method of payment do you have? Just whatever you think it is worth." See, most things ended up on a tab that was paid at the end of the stay but with him not staying there, she was trying to figure out how to handle it. She would write up a slip, and leave it with the money, and her name in case he didn't leave enough or leave to much and she would take care of it if possible.

by Guest Mon Aug 16, 2010 12:34 am

HE had the pouch in one hand so he took the map with his other. Looking over the map she drew for him it wasn't hard for him to understand. Maps were the main records of his tribe kept by the map keeper some of them dated back so old that the hide they were drawn on was in danger of falling in pieces. "Ay." He nodded grunting putting the map in his open back pack.

"WHAT I think? Good payment." Sael approved because that is the same way his tribe bartered with the beasts and two-legs. Around a fire everyone sat and discussed the worth of a thing until agreement happened. He didn't know a lot about the coins in the pouch that Mailyn gave him so it was harder to decide worth. He frowned at some of the coins in his hand looking at their size shape and symbols.

HE put three of them down on the counter they were all silver putting the rest back in the pouch and closing it. "Worth." He nodded down at the coins giving her a smile. He put the backpack on after the pouch was inside carrying it easily though it was big and heavy. "Thanking you, Ianna Titania." He left now eating here was the longest time indoors he ever spent and he needed to feel the freedom of outside.

by -:|[ Titania ]|:- Mon Aug 16, 2010 8:58 pm

She would give the man a smile. She did understand that her map was not so badly done that he would get lost if he had need of it and that was the point of it, right? A small nod was given as to let him know.

Then he was asking about if it was a good payment and she gave a nod of her head. She thought that the way that they were handling things was a good one. Surely if she was doing something that the owners of the Inn did not like they would of swooped in already. Or maybe the cook would of came screetching in but as none of that happened, she was left to her own devices.

She would take the coins and put them with what she had written up for the food, so that way they would know what the money was for, along with her name, because if they had questions they could ask her. "Thank you...it was nice to meet you Sael." It was, he was pleasent enough and pleasent people were nice to deal with. And in case she didn't see him again she didn't want to leave a bad taste in his mouth. "Have a safe journey." Would slip out before he left just in case. Then she went about cleaning the bar top and then she went back into the kitchen to clean there as well. Not a crumb out of place.

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