H.M.Gimlord
Explorer
The noise of jingling coin reaches Blagarm's ears, "Missie!" he calls hoarsely, "Go see wha' th' wee gen'leman'll'ave."
The barmaid looks at Blagarm quizzically, pausing, furrowing her brow in contemplation, and suddenly comprehension dawns, "Oh. Yeah. Sure boss." She disappears into the crowd, reappearing at the little fellow's table.
"What's you're poison?" she delivers the rehearsed speech with one hand on her hip and the other holding a tray with drinks for other customers, "We got anything and everything. Just name it. Drinks are five coppers for a pint," at this moment she stoops down to the little fellow, brining her tray down in a flourish, balancing it with evertless grace, and offers the traveler a wink, "but I can get you a half-pint for three coppers."[sblock=Insight DC 14]She's making a joke about your height.[/sblock]
The barmaid looks at Blagarm quizzically, pausing, furrowing her brow in contemplation, and suddenly comprehension dawns, "Oh. Yeah. Sure boss." She disappears into the crowd, reappearing at the little fellow's table.
"What's you're poison?" she delivers the rehearsed speech with one hand on her hip and the other holding a tray with drinks for other customers, "We got anything and everything. Just name it. Drinks are five coppers for a pint," at this moment she stoops down to the little fellow, brining her tray down in a flourish, balancing it with evertless grace, and offers the traveler a wink, "but I can get you a half-pint for three coppers."[sblock=Insight DC 14]She's making a joke about your height.[/sblock]