Who: Miss Lupescu and Cassian Endor. Maybe Jyn Erso? Where: Everdale - Kingsby Tavern and the farmstead When: Today What: Hiring child labor for the farm. Status: Open Warnings: N/A
A reddish-brown horse with a black mane trotted along the dirt path running through most of Everdale, until it and its rider approached the Kingsby Tavern and the hitching rail outside. Once the horse was properly seen to, Miss Lupescu entered the dark tavern—lit only by candles and outside light from a few shoddy windows—and strode confidently to the bar.
"You," she sniffed, and regarded the bartender with a wary eye, "I have need of a laborer. A good, hard worker. No funny business. You know one like this, da?"
The bartender looked none too pleased to be spoken to in such a manner, least of all by a whip of a woman. "Yeah, reckon I do. Two of 'em." He pointed across the room to where a roguish young man sat. She gave him a small, bronze coin and a firm nod for his trouble.
She strode across the tavern purposefully, and made sure to approach him from an angle so he could plainly see her coming. "The man at the bar told me you, and perhaps another one like you, are looking for work," a small beat. "I have work for you."
This woman was tall, and she would have been imposing had she been any bigger, but, as it was, she was thin and narrow with a most unfriendly expression on her face. She wore an oversized mackintosh and a man's necktie with an elaborate knot, and her grey-blond hair was pulled back from her face. Her blue eyes nearly pierced him.