[D1 LE] What Can You Do?

[Illiam'iira]

"Oh, looks like we got a couple of stragglers. Got any leftovers, then? That one in the armor looks as if he can really eat a couple of plates. The one next to her could stand some herself."

"Oh, uhm, we're not here to eat! We're here to help? If you need any more hands," Illiam's voice quiets at that last sentence. "I know it's late, so there's probably not as much to do, but, I had to find out where to go, and, alsoIgotsidetracked," She mumbles. "But uhm! Do you have any work that needs done?"

[Flession]

The woman smiles at you and looks around. "Uhh...just clean up at this point. Maybe some prep for the meals for tomorrow." She nods. "Just going to ask to get this out of the way, but this isn't some Drow invasion prep, is it? Because if it was, you are terrible at this."

[Illiam'iira]

The woman smiles at you and looks around. "Uhh...just clean up at this point. Maybe some prep for the meals for tomorrow." She nods. "Just going to ask to get this out of the way, but this isn't some Drow invasion prep, is it? Because if it was, you are terrible at this."

"We aren't that kind of drow." Illiam holds up her brooch with a smile. "I'm an Eilistraeen, and my bodyguard and close friend here worships no gods at all." She gestures his way before taking a moment to look and see what work, exactly, needs done in this room. "What's on the menu for tomorrow?"

[Flession]

"Well, good." The woman nods. "Well, on the menu for tomorrow, we have..." She begins to pull up the list of things. "Bread, butter and tea for breakfast...a tomato & beef stew for dinner with a few vegetables that were donated today, and more bread and butter for supper. Nothing much, but at least people won't starve. Either of you have any cooking skills?"

[Illiam'iira]

"Well, good." The woman nods. "Well, on the menu for tomorrow, we have..." She begins to pull up the list of things. "Bread, butter and tea for breakfast...a tomato & beef stew for dinner with a few vegetables that were donated today, and more bread and butter for supper. Nothing much, but at least people won't starve. Either of you have any cooking skills?"

"I'm better at baking, but I can work well with a recipe, even if I ain't no chef. I'm happy to chop meat and veg for the stew too, whatever work you wanna put me on. I won't be free in the morning but I can drop by later tomorrow, maybe, and flavor people's food too?" And maybe bring some more in. Hopefully she'll have more jink by then...

[Flession]

"If you know how to the basics, that's about all I need. I'm not serving up anything for the Lady's Ward and the people here are grateful for the meal itself; not much complain about the lack of seasoning sometimes. Still, any donations are welcome that you can find." Allesha smiles at her and motions her to join her in the kitchen.

[Illiam'iira]

"If you know how to the basics, that's about all I need. I'm not serving up anything for the Lady's Ward and the people here are grateful for the meal itself; not much complain about the lack of seasoning sometimes. Still, any donations are welcome that you can find." Allesha smiles at her and motions her to join her in the kitchen.

Illi gently pats Quev and signs do good, love you to him before following Allesha with her own smile. "I can do that. Uhm, I have some magic, and I can flavor things and chill or heat them to people's liking, if you think that would be appreciated?"

[Flession]

She nods her head and leads over to the kitchen. "If you got the stuff on you, feel free to toss it in the pot." She leads you over to a pail of water and soap so you can get your hands washed up as she gets a cutting board and knives ready. "What about you, big guy? You helping too or just going to guard the door?"

[Rena]

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Rena drags herself out from the back of the pantry, groggily adjusting her apron. Somehow she just had not been able to convince herself to get out of bed this morning. But she'd promised to be here for the dinner rush so, here she was. In body if not in spirit. Same as it ever was.

She looks up to greet the newcomers and does a double take. The guy in the armor she was unimpressed with, aside from a brief speculation on if he ever takes the helmet off, but that girl? That was a greater number of colors than she was accustomed to seeing on any single person. The level of sparkles? Above average.

She blinks and straightens up, if only a little, to address them. "Haven't seen you around here before. New in town?"

[Illiam'iira]

She nods her head and leads over to the kitchen. "If you got the stuff on you, feel free to toss it in the pot." She leads you over to a pail of water and soap so you can get your hands washed up as she gets a cutting board and knives ready. "What about you, big guy? You helping too or just going to guard the door?"

Illi leans back to look at Quev as she thoroughly washes her hands. "You're gonna help clean, right, Quev?" As she's leaning back her pink eyes meet Rena's. "Mmhmm! Oh! We haven't properly introduced ourselves, have we? I'm Illiam'iira, and that's Quev!" Illi shakes her hands dry with a happy hum, her magic doing the rest of the work and giving an extra once-over clean (never can be too careful with food). "Y'all got an apron I can borrow?"