《Ingame》dishes
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Opening the door, I saw that Twink was gone. Calling to her with my mind, I heard “Yes Papa” “Twink if I look at the map can you also see it?” “Yes Papa” Holding up the map I heard “scans complete, open editing activated.” “Papa, you do not need to look at the map anymore until we go to an area outside of the city. I have memorized the map and can add anything new that we discover. Also look Papa.” Suddenly in the upper corner of my vision was the map, sharp and in focus. By looking at any of the city areas they quickly highlighted and filled the whole of the map.” Nice, I thought. I could not believe my luck being able to use the Google glasses in game was paying off.
“Well done Twink, can you keep this map open like this for me?” “Yes Papa, I am hungry now, going to hunt.” “Be safe Twink.” “I will meet you outside later.” Grabbing my cloak, I left the room and descended the stairs. I could see the dinner rush was past and aside from a dozen men smoking pipes, the room was empty.
I could see both barmaids busy working, stacking dishes and taking them into the kitchen. Looking through the open doorway, I observed the huge pile of dishes awaiting washing. By the time, the girls were done in the open dining area I knew that they would be at least another two hours in the kitchen finishing all the work.
Walking through the door to the kitchen proper, I saw the innkeeper was already working on baking the breads and preparing for the morning meals. I waved at him and spoke as I walked over towards the counter he was working at. “Good sir” I began “I have noticed that the girls are almost overwhelmed with the amount of work that they deal with.”
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“I was wondering if we could come to an understanding, for a small reduction of my room rate I would be glad to help with the clean up after the breakfast and supper meals.”
The innkeeper looked at me strangely and then spoke. “It's true we are busy, almost too busy at times.” “I would be loath to say nay to you as in truth I need the help. Being so close to the abandoned area we are the only inn nearby and while the business is a blessing it is a lot of work.” “If you help out and prove yourself I will only charge half for the room.” “What do you say stranger shall we make the deal?”
Smiling at him, I grasped his arm and we reached agreement. Telling me to call him Mathias, he nodded at the dishes. Quickly taking off my cloak and grabbing an apron, I filled the cleaning tub with hot water then I filled the rinsing tub with hotter water. Adding a bit of soap, I began to wash and rinse the trenchers, mugs and cutlery.
After a few minutes, both of the barmaids brought me another armful.
Without meaning to I was staring at the redhead with the hourglass figure I stumbled through telling them my name. The redhead spoke first and smiling told me her name. Reona, it was a nice name and seemed to suit her. The brown-haired woman smiled at me and with a wink said, “No worry's lad, Reona has that effect on a lot of the boys. My name is Teicha and if you get tired of resting your eyes on Reona you can bring them to me, I won't mind.”
I am sure my face was red and in an attempt to not stutter I just nodded my head vigorously several times, while my eyes fought me as I raised them above the chest levels of the two joking girls. Finishing off the dishes, I grabbed a small bucket and filling it with hot soapy water I strode towards the bar. Quickly wiping the bar off I made my way through all the tables and once the tables were all clean I returned to the kitchen. Nodding at Mathias I asked “is there anything else to be done before I leave.”
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Shaking his head he spoke, “You have done a great job lad you have my thanks.”
Suddenly there was a ding and an announcement appeared in front of my eyes. For hard effort and good work your relationships with the Npc of the lower city has increased. You are now an acquaintance and will receive greater respect and have the possibility of receiving quests from the Npc of the lower city. I guess being polite and hard work does pay off occasionally.
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