Post by joanne on May 6, 2010 8:18:45 GMT -5
joanne{ST} hums softly as she slips into the home, looking around she dances happily through the tavern, taking up a rake and setting about straightening up the sand pit, making sure there are no foot steps in the sand in preparation for later in the evening. With a playful, teasing sway to her hips she moves lightly around the edge of the sand pit.
joanne{ST} laughs softly as she trips over the silks that she left by the edge of the sand pit from practice earlier. Collecting the silks, the various tones of red, orange and yellow fluttering like the flames they represent. Tucking the silks into the box with the bells and chains before placing it away in the shelf again.
joanne{ST} takes up the rake again and finishes up flattening out the sand, humming it softly as she places the rake away and takes up the newly arrived furs. Unwrapping the fine white furs she adds them to the furs of Lady Solveig, hoping that the furs will please her. Smiling at the cleanliness of the white bosk fur as she sets the larl furs onto it.
joanne{ST} whistles happily as she takes the furs of Master Alginon and hangs them over the rope, taking up the paddle and proceeding to beat the dust out of the hairs, inwardly flinches as she hears the paddle striking the furs as she remembers how handy Master Alginon is with a paddle. Shaking her head with a nervous laugh she takes the furs down and returns them to their place.
joanne{ST} dances off into the sun as she remembers that she has a package from the market to pick up.
joanne{ST} laughs softly as she trips over the silks that she left by the edge of the sand pit from practice earlier. Collecting the silks, the various tones of red, orange and yellow fluttering like the flames they represent. Tucking the silks into the box with the bells and chains before placing it away in the shelf again.
joanne{ST} takes up the rake again and finishes up flattening out the sand, humming it softly as she places the rake away and takes up the newly arrived furs. Unwrapping the fine white furs she adds them to the furs of Lady Solveig, hoping that the furs will please her. Smiling at the cleanliness of the white bosk fur as she sets the larl furs onto it.
joanne{ST} whistles happily as she takes the furs of Master Alginon and hangs them over the rope, taking up the paddle and proceeding to beat the dust out of the hairs, inwardly flinches as she hears the paddle striking the furs as she remembers how handy Master Alginon is with a paddle. Shaking her head with a nervous laugh she takes the furs down and returns them to their place.
joanne{ST} dances off into the sun as she remembers that she has a package from the market to pick up.