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Post Two

"Now that looks good if I do say myself. What do you think my friend?"A elven woman standing some six feet tall with cool cropped green hair, stood marveling her store front on a deserted street.

Freshly painted and repaired the the Pub looked brand new as it was years ago. It had been a while since the rebellion had taken place at least a year went by after the war; the city was still under repair. The Pub which had been the home to many travelers and once permanent residences had taken quite a hit during the first few rallies. It soon became abandoned by its customers and was now only in the hands of its owner.

A portly red panda stood next to this giant among elves, the owner and repair woman. He however yawned and started his way to enter the doggy flap that was added to the front door.

"Well I think I did a wonderful job you lazy excuse of a bear." The creature didn't give any hint he heard the comment and proceeded to curl up in a ball on the bar inside

Bowing her head in defeat that her own pet didn't give notice to the hard work it takes to restore the building. It had only been months since the formation of the new republic's leadership. This alone was taking all of her time that her own home and business had been going to the dumps. Not to mention the repairing of the rooms in the upper levels.

Her hope was to restore what was. Friends, residents and travelers having a good time. Filling the main room with laughter and tales of their travels. Not only that but to gain residents once again. The Pub seemed so empty with only the portly excuse of bear to talk too. She wanted those rooms filled not only with one night travelers but with on going renters that she would grow accustom too having around.

Giving out a a jolly laugh and shouting to all that was near the elf made her announcement. "Come one and all the Cloaked Dagger is up and running once more! Food, rooms, and all the entertainment as before but better than you can imagine!"

Doubling over in laughter from her own announcement she entered the Pub ready to hear the stories that awaited to be told once more.

Post Four

Red jumped from his spot on the bar's counter ending his mid day nap. The sound of this new elf's announcement was the cause of his awakening. With a thud his front paws followed by his back paws landed on the wood floor boards. With a lazy walk he confronted the new elf and sat in her path.

Giving a huge yawn he waited to be recognized.

(test)

(Well now everything is fixed! Yay!)

"Who is your friend, Red?" Trixie came out with a platter of fresh bread form the kitchen, the swinging door swishing in and out behind her. She came out and found the new comer giving the panda a good scratch near the enterance. Placing the platter on the bar she chuckled then spoke once more."You wouldn't happen to be the new resident I'm waiting for? Sorry, but we just opened and I have gotten everything organized."

With a smile and hearty laugh Trixie moved from out behind the bar. Red seeing his owner approaching, went off to find a warm place by the fire. Choosing the top of an old upright piano he cuddled down to continue his nap.

"Lazy beast," Trixie's watched the panda move on to the piano and once he was settled she turned back to the crouching elf in front of her. "Take a seat. I'll be with you in a moment." She smiled and gestured to the tables giving a small bow as she did. Walking back to the bar she grabbed a basket of bread then slowly spun around to walk to the table the elf would choose. Holding the basket up she spoke with a jolly laugh. "With such dreary weather I know some fresh bread will warm you up."

(Guess we need to set the standard KC)

"I always know when someone is hungry," the elf laughed and left the rest of the basket on the table. Going back behind the bar she found the reservations book. A rather large volume that took good amount of the Bar top. Though only filled of empty lines, Trixie still acted like finding the reservation was a trail.

"Aw there you are!" She exclaimed. Lizzie was the first on the top of the first page. Only one other name was under that and he only came in yesterday. "

"Well Liz I'm Trixian Day, but I prefer Trixie or Trix." With a large smile she pointed over to the panda on the piano. "And that pile of fur is Red, the Pub's more or less mascot." With a chortle she put the book under the bar and picked up her tray of fresh bread once again.

Eagerly snatching a piece of bread from the basket set in front of her, Lizzie bit into the soft slice and sighed around the piece at the taste. It was heavenly to her after a hundred years of army feed. She barely paid attention to the owner as the elf left her to rummage around near the bar, focusing the majority of her attention on the quickly disappearing pile of bread in the basket as she almost inhaled it.

The only part of the conversation she did tune in to was when the owner introduced herself as Trixie. With a nod as Trixie turned around with more bread Lizzie showed that she had heard the introduction, but as her mouth was crammed full of bread that she was attempting to chew she didn't attempt to speak. Quickly working her jaw she was able to get it down, but as soon as she opened her mouth to ask about her room, or maybe a drink to wet her now dry throat, another elf came in.

Leaning back into her chair with a sigh at the interruption and the now empty basket, Lizzie watched him enter with his panther. Which made her raise a brow, but as a cat lover she was merely impressed at the beautiful creature as it curled up on the rug as its owner started talking to Trixie. Disregarding the comment about the meat, as most elves now had become omnivores now instead of the traditionalist vegetarian, Lizzie slowly stood to her feet and brushed off crumbs that had collected on her shirt from eating.

Walking to the bar counter where Trixie still stood with the tray of bread, Lizzie grabbed one more piece of the tasty homemade food. She didn't eat it however. "Trixie, may I have my room number? I'd like to get settled in now, and get out of your way so you can attend to any other customers." From the way Trixie had phrased the finding of her name and the spacious size of the inn, Lizzie assumed that she and the other elf by the fire were far from the only residents staying at the hotel.

"oh, goodie!" replied Val, and he settled into a seat at a table closer to the fire.

he looked up around the place, taking in every detail. until further notice, this was his home, and without money to pay he'd need to find work soon. lucily, there never seemed to be a shortage of jobs to do right here at the Pub, so he hoped that he could continue doing that. besides, he liked helping.

"do ya think we'll be much busier here Trix?" he asked loudly, so that he was certain he could hear him from in the dining area.