Characters: Rowan and Catherine NPCs: People! I know vague right? Timeline: May 13th, 2013 Setting: Astoria - > The Three Sisters (Tavern) Summary: Prompt generator says .... The story must have a kraken in it. A character will go clothes shopping, but the action goes terribly wrong. Rating: TBA
Just has she had expected, Rowan had spent the 12th of May running here, and running there and delivering gifts for mothers and grandmothers and mothers in law, and it had exhausted her. She was thinking of making a new rule: no floral deliveries. Or else telling one of the flower shops that had used her services yesterday, that they had to find someone else. Transporting the flowers on her scooter wasn't that hard but expose to all the different flowers and their scents had left her with a stuffed up feeling in her nose. Or maybe she was coming down with a cold.
Either way, she had decided to take the 13th as a personal day. She had spent most of the day passed out on her couch, but now that it was closing in on five o clock, she had ventured out of her apartment in search of food, and maybe some companionship. She would have ordered food in, but no. She didn't want to think about deliveries of any kind.
So she found herself in the tavern portion of The Three Sisters, ordering some food, and giving some consideration to the fact that the place served something called Kraken Black Spiced Rum. Had this been the homelands she would have suspected there was actual Kraken in the brew, as it was ... she was kind of intrigued.