Astilwen was a friendly soul, and had a natural instinct to go to those who looked unhappy or ill at ease. She had come wandering back into the Inn, after spending a few pleasant hours sitting amongst the flowers outside, to search for some food. She was on the way to find one of the girls she had seen serving here the night before, but was distracted by the sight of a woman sitting in the corner alone.
She had a funny half smile on her face, as if amused but saddened by something both at the same time. She was also staring at the large plates of food, but from this distance it was difficult to tell whether it was with longing or she was just staring off into the distance. Deciding to find out which it was, Astiwen set about weaving her way through the crowd of people. She planted herself in front of the woman, leaning forwards so her words could be heard above the music.
"I was just headed over to the buffet, would you like me to fetch you anything?"
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“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
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