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Date: 06 May, evening
Location: Bar
Status: Public (Dustfinger)
Summary: Dustfinger goes to the bar


Dustfinger was bored from waiting that a Silvertongue arrived to the manor.

He still had the money from Arty, so he he thought could go and drink a glass at the bar.

He went in the bar and took a barstool by the counter.
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[personal profile] feuerschlucker 2013-11-15 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Something close to pity stirred in Dustfinger. The man had a hard job, tending his bar and waiting tables, when he was obviously not in best health. He wondered what had happened to him. Had he been a soldier? Soldiers returned home with all kinds of injuries. That was the same here as well as back home.
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[personal profile] josephdawson 2013-11-15 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Joe knew the expression that crossed Dustfinger's face.

"You don't need to feel obliged," he told him quickly. "I've been running bars and pubs for over a decade. I can handle it."