Post by nymmkirimoto on Mar 17, 2015 11:44:40 GMT -6
A young waiter, dressed in a black vest and lilac formal shirt darted out of the kitchens, holding his platter like a shield against the panicking crowd. After Jake had seen the body, staying at his station was out of the question. Part of him wanted to do something to restore the peace, but glancing around the crowded room he decided against it. He'd never been one for public speaking.
He slipped through the edge of the dining hall, trying not to call attention to himself. That table looked.... less rabid. He stood at the edge of the room near the other PCs, watching.
He slipped through the edge of the dining hall, trying not to call attention to himself. That table looked.... less rabid. He stood at the edge of the room near the other PCs, watching.
