11-26-2011, 11:55 PM
Gwena drunkenly stumbles to the kitchen. As the head cook (or rather only cook cough ) she felt it best not to starve their only patrons of the night. On her way in, she trips over a broken beer bottle and limps the rest of the way. "I'll be here, when they decide what they want!" Gwena yells drunkenly to Eirian.
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