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After sitting down at the table for a few minutes, Mordeneb was approached by one of the waitstaff that were attending the pavilion. Two or three waitresses could be seen amongst the semi-busy tables but a lot of the staff were needed back at the main tavern as well as at the tent.
The girl who approached Mordeneb was young, about sixteen patterns only. Her features were distinctly human, from her rounded ears to the freckles that speckled her nose. Her light brown coloured hair had been tied back into a bun, as most of the waitresses did, and a clean, pristine white apron was tied around her waist. She approached her elven customer with a gentle smile and a light step.
"Serale, sir! Welcome to the Crown Inn and Tavern Merchnat's Tent. Can I get you anything to eat or drink? Perhaps you would like to sample some of our wines?"
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