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Child of the 7th Age · 11-04-2003, 01:19 AM

Andreth - beginning of the second day of school

The two serving girls stood squabbling in the corridor, trying to decide who had the courage to deliver Tom's letter to Mistress Andreth. The Innkeeper was seated in the family's private dining room with the door closed, enjoying a few moments of peace with a cup of steaming cider and a warm yeast bun. Andreth had already been up for several hours, talking with Cook and the master of the stables about what business they could expect that day. Despite the rumors of bandits on the roads, folk were still travelling freely and most of the rooms had been booked from the previous night. In just a few moments, Andreth expected to set aside her breakfast and unlatch the side entrance to the Inn so that her students could come inside for their second day of school.

"That's enough you two! Back to the kitchens and make it fast. I'll take care of that letter," Cook came streaming through the door slamming it behind her, as she handed Tom's message over to Andreth. She watched her Mistress open up the paper and hastily look it over. Then, without saying a word, the Innkeeper refolded the note and tucked it away in the breast pocket of her apron.

"Trouble?" the older woman queried, her face full of curiosity.

Andreth shook her head, "No, trouble at all. At least nothing I can't handle. I'm not surprised in any case. After what happened to Edmund, I already sent a letter to the Mayor asking him to ban all the merchants and shopkeepers from doing business with the Farroweeds until the father and son mend their ways."

Andreth sat back in her seat determined to enjoy her bun and cider and a final few precious moments of quiet. But this was not to be. Suddenly, the door to the room burst open again and Ban came sprinting inside, his face filled with a mixture of excitement and dismay. "Mistress Andreth, come right away. There's a mob at the side entrance of the Inn, both the Big and Little Folk. None of them look too happy!"

Andreth hastily followed Ban over to the entrance where the children were to come, opening the door a crack and then walking out to stand on the top step. A considerable number of parents and kinfolk, many clutching children close to their bodies, stood glaring up at her with anger written on their faces.

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11-04-2003, 01:19 AM	#5
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	Andreth - beginning of the second day of school The two serving girls stood squabbling in the corridor, trying to decide who had the courage to deliver Tom's letter to Mistress Andreth. The Innkeeper was seated in the family's private dining room with the door closed, enjoying a few moments of peace with a cup of steaming cider and a warm yeast bun. Andreth had already been up for several hours, talking with Cook and the master of the stables about what business they could expect that day. Despite the rumors of bandits on the roads, folk were still travelling freely and most of the rooms had been booked from the previous night. In just a few moments, Andreth expected to set aside her breakfast and unlatch the side entrance to the Inn so that her students could come inside for their second day of school. "That's enough you two! Back to the kitchens and make it fast. I'll take care of that letter," Cook came streaming through the door slamming it behind her, as she handed Tom's message over to Andreth. She watched her Mistress open up the paper and hastily look it over. Then, without saying a word, the Innkeeper refolded the note and tucked it away in the breast pocket of her apron. "Trouble?" the older woman queried, her face full of curiosity. Andreth shook her head, "No, trouble at all. At least nothing I can't handle. I'm not surprised in any case. After what happened to Edmund, I already sent a letter to the Mayor asking him to ban all the merchants and shopkeepers from doing business with the Farroweeds until the father and son mend their ways." Andreth sat back in her seat determined to enjoy her bun and cider and a final few precious moments of quiet. But this was not to be. Suddenly, the door to the room burst open again and Ban came sprinting inside, his face filled with a mixture of excitement and dismay. "Mistress Andreth, come right away. There's a mob at the side entrance of the Inn, both the Big and Little Folk. None of them look too happy!" Andreth hastily followed Ban over to the entrance where the children were to come, opening the door a crack and then walking out to stand on the top step. A considerable number of parents and kinfolk, many clutching children close to their bodies, stood glaring up at her with anger written on their faces. [ November 04, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.