10-03-2022, 03:28 PM
Astrid was seated at a table near the tavern's grand fireplace, cloak on but hood drawn down to show her face and loosely hanging golden colored hair. She was leaning back slightly in her chair, one leg crossed over the other and her back was facing towards the door. In her hand was a wooden lyre, her fingers calmly plucking at a few strings while seated on the table in front of her was a tankard of mead. As a whole, she simply looked like a woman enjoying a drink after a long day of work and it was her set up on purpose for the real reason she was here tonight had yet to arrive.
She had made sure to pay closer attention to one individual in particular, maybe going a little overboard with keeping tabs on him throughout the day but after their last few rocky face to face encounters she wanted to get him back for getting to far under her guard and she had to do it before they could suspect anything coming or lose her element of surprise. The best way she had thought of to do that exactly? Well it was right here at the tavern where she knew eventually he would show up. Though she looked like she was simply minding herself with a good drink and a little music her ears were focused on the door across the room behind her, listening to anyone coming inside.
So far tonight things had been quiet over the few minutes since she had made her way down, a few locals had come in not long after her and sat at tables a bit further away from her. Whether it was simply because they wanted some space to themselves or recognizing her as the local 'viking' woman they were putting distance between her and them. Not that she really cared. The locals could think what they wanted so long as they left her siblings alone and didn't bother them or their family business as they lived peacefully and trouble free since her family had arrived a couple years ago. They would remain without trouble from her so long as they didn't raise a hand against her family and the village knew that well enough by now.
Realizing she had mentally gotten off track, Astrid lifted her hand up from her instrument and reached for her tankard. She took a drink, savoring and enjoying the taste as she swallowed then set the tankard back down onto the table. It had been a few days since she had come down for a drink, her new job had too much work to be done to free her up with enough time to come down to enjoy one but now that the school had finally opened and so far things seemed to be moving cleanly and without issue she couldn't pass up the chance to come down to enjoy a drink herself.
Well, a drink and some light hearted positive directed revenge on someone in particular. When they arrived they would be a bit stunned to find their drinks already paid for either just for this evening or a few nights depending on how much he had and funny enough at least in her mind was the use of their own money to do so. Not that they would really know that until they confirmed it from her as she didn't mention it to the barkeep, he would get directed in her direction when the stunned confusion faded and he wondered who had paid for his evening drink.
With a smile Astrid resumed softly playing a lighthearted wistful little tune as she kept her ears directed at the door. It shouldn't be much longer now, Lady Rowena had gone off to find him after requesting a few hangover potions know doubt also knowing and hinting to her at least that this would be exactly where Godric would be heading any moment now.
She had made sure to pay closer attention to one individual in particular, maybe going a little overboard with keeping tabs on him throughout the day but after their last few rocky face to face encounters she wanted to get him back for getting to far under her guard and she had to do it before they could suspect anything coming or lose her element of surprise. The best way she had thought of to do that exactly? Well it was right here at the tavern where she knew eventually he would show up. Though she looked like she was simply minding herself with a good drink and a little music her ears were focused on the door across the room behind her, listening to anyone coming inside.
So far tonight things had been quiet over the few minutes since she had made her way down, a few locals had come in not long after her and sat at tables a bit further away from her. Whether it was simply because they wanted some space to themselves or recognizing her as the local 'viking' woman they were putting distance between her and them. Not that she really cared. The locals could think what they wanted so long as they left her siblings alone and didn't bother them or their family business as they lived peacefully and trouble free since her family had arrived a couple years ago. They would remain without trouble from her so long as they didn't raise a hand against her family and the village knew that well enough by now.
Realizing she had mentally gotten off track, Astrid lifted her hand up from her instrument and reached for her tankard. She took a drink, savoring and enjoying the taste as she swallowed then set the tankard back down onto the table. It had been a few days since she had come down for a drink, her new job had too much work to be done to free her up with enough time to come down to enjoy one but now that the school had finally opened and so far things seemed to be moving cleanly and without issue she couldn't pass up the chance to come down to enjoy a drink herself.
Well, a drink and some light hearted positive directed revenge on someone in particular. When they arrived they would be a bit stunned to find their drinks already paid for either just for this evening or a few nights depending on how much he had and funny enough at least in her mind was the use of their own money to do so. Not that they would really know that until they confirmed it from her as she didn't mention it to the barkeep, he would get directed in her direction when the stunned confusion faded and he wondered who had paid for his evening drink.
With a smile Astrid resumed softly playing a lighthearted wistful little tune as she kept her ears directed at the door. It shouldn't be much longer now, Lady Rowena had gone off to find him after requesting a few hangover potions know doubt also knowing and hinting to her at least that this would be exactly where Godric would be heading any moment now.
