Ple-Sen
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"I don't even know whether to call this place deserted, since there's almost never anyone here, or quiet and peaceful. I guess it all depends on the visitor's personal perspective and their current mood," the girl concluded to herself, after which her gaze fell on the only other patron besides herself. "Knee-high boots, a mini-dress with bare shoulders... I bet some prudish person would have a heart attack at the sight of a Guard officer dressed like that, haha. I must admit, I'm a little surprised myself. But, actually, why not? Guards are people too. And I myself have strayed far from the inquisitorial image, to say the least."
Walking up to the bar, the Tanarissian greeted Ogmu and the other patron with a short nod.
"Good day," she said, addressing the bar owner, "pour me a glass of Laura, please."
While Arthur was busy with his usual bar duties, Alaria turned her gaze to Varuy. It was clear from the conversation anyway, but it seemed that the Guardswoman was here for the first time. At least, outside of her official duties. And the first thing she did was order an expensive wine for six hundred rems, as if it were pocket change. Could it be that Guard officers were paid so well?
"Have you had a tough day?"
Although the warrior had never served in the Guard, she still had a good idea of this difficult job. Sometimes she had to cooperate with the Guard in her native Tanaris, when the participation of inquisitors like her was unavoidable. A similar situation occurred in Reime, when the empire turned to concerned citizens for help. Even here, in Welfern, there was some experience, remembering the recent searches. And even Victor Loss's stories, damn him, shouldn't be dismissed.
Walking up to the bar, the Tanarissian greeted Ogmu and the other patron with a short nod.
"Good day," she said, addressing the bar owner, "pour me a glass of Laura, please."
While Arthur was busy with his usual bar duties, Alaria turned her gaze to Varuy. It was clear from the conversation anyway, but it seemed that the Guardswoman was here for the first time. At least, outside of her official duties. And the first thing she did was order an expensive wine for six hundred rems, as if it were pocket change. Could it be that Guard officers were paid so well?
"Have you had a tough day?"
Although the warrior had never served in the Guard, she still had a good idea of this difficult job. Sometimes she had to cooperate with the Guard in her native Tanaris, when the participation of inquisitors like her was unavoidable. A similar situation occurred in Reime, when the empire turned to concerned citizens for help. Even here, in Welfern, there was some experience, remembering the recent searches. And even Victor Loss's stories, damn him, shouldn't be dismissed.