Post by kawaiideadpool on Dec 16, 2016 19:53:52 GMT -6
Ívarra | Talori Craftsmen.
By the gods, running out of things left and right was something that she was accustomed to at this point, and to be honest, she was getting sick and tired of having to make so many trips to the mark. Letting out a tired huff of air, as she finally escapes the grasps of not only her employees but those who came for her service under her rood was something that was about to drive her absolutely mad. Sighing out a "Thank to Wave-Mother" as she disappeared into the crowd that was beginning to form it's during the peak of the day- she prayed that she would go unnoticed on her little errand.
Weaving in and out of the many faces, trying not to make eye contact with most of them as she kept her head held low and her blue orbs focusing on anything other than the equines that were filing by, she had other places to be and not much time to waste on idle chit-chat. She seemed to be walking at a brisk pace, something that was clear to others that this mare was not to be messed with at the moment, and the look that was etched across her dark features was something that warned others to be careful. Almost breaking out into a full run when she heard someone call her name over the crowd, her eyes trained in on the one place that she was desperate to get to at this moment.
Letting out an audible sigh of relief when she was finally at the door of the brewery, she gave a small little knock against the door before poking her head into to ensure that she wasn't coming upon a place she wasn't welcome in. Letting her blue eyes glance around the building, before deciding that it wasn't much going on inside- she figured the owner had been out and that she had came at a bad time. She prayed that she was only over looking him, as she did another glance over the brewery.
By Cascade, she needed those potions, and she didn't want to go back empty handed to those who were waiting on her to return. She could already hear the screams at this point, so without much thought, she took a small step in before calling out, "Excuse me?"
WC: 390
Tags: kaiyacksoda
By the gods, running out of things left and right was something that she was accustomed to at this point, and to be honest, she was getting sick and tired of having to make so many trips to the mark. Letting out a tired huff of air, as she finally escapes the grasps of not only her employees but those who came for her service under her rood was something that was about to drive her absolutely mad. Sighing out a "Thank to Wave-Mother" as she disappeared into the crowd that was beginning to form it's during the peak of the day- she prayed that she would go unnoticed on her little errand.
Weaving in and out of the many faces, trying not to make eye contact with most of them as she kept her head held low and her blue orbs focusing on anything other than the equines that were filing by, she had other places to be and not much time to waste on idle chit-chat. She seemed to be walking at a brisk pace, something that was clear to others that this mare was not to be messed with at the moment, and the look that was etched across her dark features was something that warned others to be careful. Almost breaking out into a full run when she heard someone call her name over the crowd, her eyes trained in on the one place that she was desperate to get to at this moment.
Letting out an audible sigh of relief when she was finally at the door of the brewery, she gave a small little knock against the door before poking her head into to ensure that she wasn't coming upon a place she wasn't welcome in. Letting her blue eyes glance around the building, before deciding that it wasn't much going on inside- she figured the owner had been out and that she had came at a bad time. She prayed that she was only over looking him, as she did another glance over the brewery.
By Cascade, she needed those potions, and she didn't want to go back empty handed to those who were waiting on her to return. She could already hear the screams at this point, so without much thought, she took a small step in before calling out, "Excuse me?"
WC: 390
Tags: kaiyacksoda
