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[aulbrey]

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why must this always happen to me
aulbrey mumbled to herself. The previous night was her turn to open up her tavern. Things went smoothly at first, things always went smoothly when the place was empty. Eventually the place began to fill up luckily tonight aulbrey didn't need to share her stash not tonight. More and more people began to poor into the room

welcome to the lush house may i get you something to drink?

Aulbrey tried to ask each person as they entered. She marked that sentence on her arm just in case she forgot. Some people ordered the normal stuff then there were others who wanted wine or something strong. Ah something strong they got something a little different not really knowing what it was aulbrey just knew that those people who ordered wine was to receive this generous gift.

The hours seemed to fly past then it happened. The one event that not even aulbrey herself could predict. She felt sick to her belly, with each step she took her head felt like it was about to explode, her pulse began to race suddenly she was standing there speechless at first then as she struggled the words began to form.

I think your cut off
the words seemed foreign to her but it was the right thing to do atleast that's what she told herself.

In the later hours most of the people had cleared out.

Cider
that word was heard through out the night that along with lots of kicking of furniture and chests. Aulbrey sighed and tried to remain calm. Eventually she tried to anticipate when another jug of cider was needed. Soon the night was left with a orc being tricked out of the building after several failed attempts of him trying to build a fort within the tavern.

When everyone finally left aulbrey walked towards the the teleporter and sat in the middle of the tavern. *sighs* and with that she fell backwards on the floor and fell asleep