Belle takes the staircase down to the counter with a broad smile for the small crowd already gathered for the afternoon. "G' even' folks" she says with a blooming smile taking a tired old stool from the far end of the bar to place down her books and rest the pen she untucks from behind an ear. The patrons return the sentiment as they mingle and order, while she looks on now and again from a distance, smiling to herself..
Splinters had been opened on a cusp between the old and the new. Down by the junkyard it garnered an eclectic, electric crowd of people, ranging from the docks workers straight through the noble merchants who sought something livelier for their night.
With ink dipped, she begins to make her notes, for the evening ahead.
Splinters had been opened on a cusp between the old and the new. Down by the junkyard it garnered an eclectic, electric crowd of people, ranging from the docks workers straight through the noble merchants who sought something livelier for their night.
With ink dipped, she begins to make her notes, for the evening ahead.