Avery smiled as she watched from her table. The group was close by and seemed to be making quite a bit of merriment. Being a bit bored, Avery went over to their table.
"Something will happen, it always does" one had just finshed.
"How does the happening of a round of drinks sound?" Avery said. A hand pulled her down into an open seat and Avery bought the table a round of fine ale.
OoC: I hope thats ok with you all. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]
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~~Your finger hired the crew?
~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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