Lord_Of_The_LEGO wrote:Rosa hurt. This is how days always began for Rosa.
Location: Broken Mast Inn
The day had been very normal, which ment Rosa had been beaten only twice and shouted at five times. It was now evening, the worst part of the day. Sailors, fishermen, and other water rats all came in to the Broken Mast Inn from sailing all day and ate and drank and shouted and drank and smelled and drank and swore and drank and boasted and drank.
Rosa rubbed a mug with a rag, ignoring the chaos. A bottle was flung in her direction and smashed to her left, but she didn't flinch.
"Where's my mead, you Shifty-Brick?!? I'm thirsty!"
Rosa turned to the pirate who had shouted and snarled angerly "You'll have it when it's ready, you megabloks tyco!"
Ignoring the pirate's uncomplimentary reply, the barmaid turned her back on him and continued scrubbing away at the dirty mug. A whiff of cool breeze touched her cheek and she turned; Rodurik the Blacksmith had entered the rowdy inn. He avoided the brawl in the corner and seating himself on one of the high, rotten barstools.
"'Ello, Miss Rosa..." he murmered.
Rosa edged closer and nodded in greeting "Evenin' to ya, Rod."
"'Protection holding up fer ya, miss?"
Another nod. "The blade, too."
Rodurik sipped his drink and glanced at the brawl. It was get was getting worse and Rosa was certain some bodies would have to be carried out and discreetly disposed of later that night.
"'Ow...all ye holding up, Miss Rosa?"
Rosa paused. "I've stopped ten this month...but one managed to get me..."
Rodurik cracked his gigantic knuckles angerly. "Dat son of a shifty-brick! Megabloks him!"
Rosa said nothing. She was numb to it now.