??? Kir stepped in and looked around. She stopped on one particular spirit. She had only seen Sara a couple of times yet she knew who she was. She looked to John and could see that he had seen her to. Especially since she heard him whisper. "She looks different. Not wearing the same thing she had been. Do you think that there might be something wrong with her?"


<John Merriweather>

??? “Quite frankly, my dear,” John whispered to Kir with an uncharacteristic blush, “she could have been wearing a band uniform and peacock feathers the last time we saw her for all I know. I really wasn’t giving her much mind considering our compromised situation.”


<Bonnie, deceased NPC waitress>

??? The tavern wench looked up when newcomers entered the bar. “Now there’s a fine pair of newly crossed spirits, aye? Methinks ‘twas a ill wind what blowed ‘em in ‘ere.” She cackled as she stood up, “Ye can always tell the new ones,” she added to Sara with a wink, “they all got’s that ‘what the ‘ell ‘appened t' me’ look.”

??? “’Allo, cobbers,” Bonnie called to John and Kir, “plant yer arses an’ I’ll fetch ye a pair o’ pints, aye?”

- Sara Merrick -

Sara turned to in the direction that Bonnie had looked. And there as sure as she was dead was ?John Merriweather and his fair lady Kir. At first she was shocked seeing them. Scared for them. And then her eyes narrowed.

She stood and turned coming up behind Bonnie as the wench gave them a rather boisterous welcome. Coming around Bonnie she came to stand with her hands on her hips before John.

“What in all that’s good and holy did you do?”

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