Ple-Sen
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Apparently, having seen no one, Alaria sighed. It was going to be a long day. For a moment, she even felt like a mother waiting for her children to return from a walk. But that would be strange, considering that her "children" were all her age or even older. It seemed she should also find something productive to do. Maybe look for an interesting conversationalist. However, before that, the Tanarian carefully packed the cake and put it away in a safer place, adding a note to the packaging for extra security:
"There's a surprise here. For tea. No one is allowed to open, peek, or touch it! First, have a proper meal before you indulge in something sweet. (￣ヘ￣)
Alaria"
And she asked Astellia, if she wasn't busy and didn't look too tired, to keep an extra eye on it.
Having finished with the excessive precautions, the warrior headed to the nearby Oghma's tavern. She could allow herself a drink. And there was a chance she might run into someone interesting there.
"There's a surprise here. For tea. No one is allowed to open, peek, or touch it! First, have a proper meal before you indulge in something sweet. (￣ヘ￣)
Alaria"
And she asked Astellia, if she wasn't busy and didn't look too tired, to keep an extra eye on it.
Having finished with the excessive precautions, the warrior headed to the nearby Oghma's tavern. She could allow herself a drink. And there was a chance she might run into someone interesting there.