The teenage girl should have been smarter then this. She should have known only bad things would come to her if she entered a tavern and got drunk. When she turned her back from her drink Chef quickly poisoned her mead. He laughed to himself and went to the back of the tavern to wait. She would most likely return to her room before it took it’s full effects. She would make a good meal. Petite, perky breast, sexy legs. He was boarded of cakes. Same with jellos. This one would be a display table. She would have a good one or two time use. He would probably let her go then unless she extremely pissed him off. Then her fate was up to the slavers. He folded his arms and made sure his hood covered his face while he thought about what dinner he would use her for. Those Inuy bandits requested his skills. She would be used for them.

The girl laughed softly as she talked with her friend. Taking a drink from her mug, she let out a pleased sigh before relaxing in her chair. Once her friend left, she left some money on the table before she got up, running her fingers through her hair before she walked out of the building. Heading out to the inn, she walked inside and went to her room. Closing the door, she went to her bed and plopped down before she fell asleep quickly.