Veda s'est promenée au bar, son comportement d'une vieille femme aigre. Elle venait de parler avec un client potentiel, quand ils ont commencé une dispute sur la façon dont elle a dirigé l'auberge. Les clients feraient cela de temps en temps parce qu'ils pensaient que son auberge a amené trop de hooligans. Ça l'a constamment poussée jusqu'au mur. Elle a besoin de boire quelques verres après ça.
"MacGruff, quelque chose de dur s'il vous plaît." Il lui a jeté un coup d'oeil et a ensuite hurlé la tête avant de commencer à boire.
Veda s'est assis à côté d'un humanoïde de lézard. "Hey Vedaaaaa..." Il sifflait. Elle s'est hurlée vers lui et a mis sa tête dans ses mains. Parfois, elle ne savait pas quoi faire, mais tant de gens dépendaient d'elle pour se loger et se nourrir. Le poids du monde était constamment sur son dos. En plus de ça, elle cherchait encore des choses sur elle-même avant son accident. Tout le temps, les gens venaient vers elle et mentionnaient un souvenir d'avant qu'elle parte. Elle n'aurait qu'à hocher la tête et sourire comme si elle s'en souvenait. Mais elle ne l'a pas fait et c'était drainant.
Demain, ils présenteront les nouvelles demandes, elle devra aussi démarrer à propos de deux membres de l'auberge pour inactivité. C'était son boulot le moins préféré comme Innkeeper. L'un d'eux lui donnerait un moment difficile à ce sujet, elle le savait. C'est là qu'elle doit demander de l'aide à Sid et MacGruff.
Veda soupira alors que Mac mettait la boisson devant elle. "Votre fav'rite m'dame. Qu'est-ce qu'il y a? Elle a fait un sourire cru et a commencé à chugger la boisson.
Name: Veda Thyis
Age: Unknown by even herself.
Gender: Female
Race: Dark Elf
Occupation: Inn Keep, Weaponsmith
Personality: Veda is rather harsh, but underneath her rough exterior is a big softie. She has a rather big personality. Constantly being obnoxious and loud, making jokes, sarcastic comments and always pointing out other's misfortunes. You could say she can be pretty annoying. She doesn't do this intentionally though.
Bio: At a young age Veda was orphaned. Eventually she wound up with her uncle who was unkind and often drunk. He never hurt her, but he definitely used the tough love tactic. Since she was raised with her uncle she grew up at the inn. It was her home, until she became a foolish teen and ran away. During this escape she had learned how to craft weapons, hunt, and even hone a good sense of spatial awareness. Even though she had learnt many skills on this adventure she eventually wound up in a tough spot. She had been robbed and left to die by a travelling gang. They had knocked her senseless and since then she only remembered her name and the inn.
Upon returning to the inn, she was left with a surprise. Her uncle had passed due to illness and left the inn to her. She didn't know who this man was, but by proxy she had a roof under her head. Eventually she met Macgruff the bartender and Sid the cook in the local village of Norr. They had said they were her childhood friends, however, she did not remember this at all. She took their word for it and since then, the three has lived at the inn. Eventually she reopened and was greeted by many people of Norr. Whom she did not remember at all. They did not care and joyously hugged and entertained her.
After two years of the inn being reopened, Veda had desperately tried to keep it afloat. With the very small economy of Norr, she was hardly able to ask the guests for more than she needed to keep the inn prosperous. She realized a new plan needed to come into action. And eventually the Strumpet's Inn came to be what it is today. Bringing in many a colourful character and gold from requests.
What’s in your bag:
Two ivory daggers, handcrafted
A fire starting kit
Fillet knife
Extra: Her idea of a personal bubble does not exist.