I look up at the Man, I the Innkeeper to the newest patron. I am deep in my books of inventory orders and the barmaid shines mugs as a busy bee. Nothing passes me without knowing in the keep. Watching the man as the barmaid pour his order. I say. Welcome to the Inn and nod to him. I can't help but watch his manner as he moves to the bookshelves. Looking back down to my book of orders and the maid to her work we both dare to peek upward at him as he has chosen a book and takes a seat. We then smile at each other as she giggles softly.
Welcome and thank you for coming to my Inn..
Northern Goddess
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