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Post by Shadoweaver on Nov 26, 2005 23:07:34 GMT -5
Buissiness had been horridly slow, but that didn't stop the dust from accumulating. Shadoweaver tackled a thorough cleaning of the Inn, dusting, polishing, and sweeping every visible surface as well as some areas only she'd ever care about.
The usual fare was cooking for dinnertime--fresh rolls were baking, there was a soup simmering, and several vegetables were set aside and ready to be served.
Now if only there were more customers to eat them...
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