Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170717195426/@comment-25363089-20170726153341

Margrit had just drove by a brown haired and taned skin woman who was watching her; Drive by while margrit didn't think nothing of her other than she could be a tourist from one of the four kingdoms or from Menegrie due to her darkskin. That or a adventurer. To which Margrit shrugged her off and continued down the dirt road as she scanned the crowd of people to look for anyone standing near the village entrance. Though she did have a sense of uneasyness slowly crawling up her spine. Which caused her to stop the car and get out of her car for a bit to get a proper sense of it.

Margrit let her aura take in very thring every smell and sensation; highten and focused like a second pair of eyes. As she tried to sense the source of the danger and so far the only thing she could sense was coming from a tree. Though she figured it was more or less a feral cat or some other animal.

"Where could she be....hmm. Perhaps if I ask around the store managers and see if they saw anyone come in or perhaps they treated someone not local here maybe; they even got a name.". Margrit muttered to herself as she got back into her car drove over to one of the local store's parking lot and parked her car. She then made her way into the local pub but not before creating a powerful wind slash with her Singing Death to cut down the tree that was making her feel uneasy figuring she could scare off the stupid creature.

An with that she went inside where a large barrel belly man with a handle bar mustache and receeding hair line; An a flamming skull tattoo on his right shoulder. He was cleaning a beer mug with a rag. When he looked up to see Margrit. "Ah! Good afternoon Mrs.Kojote. How may i be of service to you?". The man asked with a irsh accent.

"Yeah Allen;I'm looking for someone. She isn't a local in fact she is rather new to these parts.She is to be my maid..an well. Have you perhaps met anyone out of the ordinary?". Margrit asked Allen curious as to what the old barkeep has seen or heard of late. For alot of folks tend to talk about anything once they get a few pints in them. An in this case she was hoping he perhap gave someone not local a drink or two.

"..mm No can't say i have..but tell you what. how's about you hang here for a bit. Maybe she will show up. I'm sure your hungery.". Allen told Margrit to which Margrit's stomach agreeded with a growl. To which margrit nodded. "I'll take a Penut and jelly sandwitch grilled. with a pint.".

Margrit told Allen to which Allen happly went to work on the meal. An with in short order had the sandwitch and pint of ale for margrit to chow on. He even made a second one for the want to be Maid figuring she would be hungery as well. He put it in under a heat lamp to keep it warm. Margrit handed him a few lien and then went to work on her meal.