Katia Managan
Skittish, Self-Loathing, Socially Awkward
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Katia arose, groaning groggily after waking up from passing out on the tavern’s sticky, dirty alcohol covered floors. She was meant, and also supposed to run errands for Quill-Weave’s errands but decided the best thing to do was to drink herself silly (that of which did not end well for her). When she was knocked out, she had gotten robbed by a person and was now forced against her will to try and get gold (or money) and was far too drunken to realize what she had done— which was suck off all of the other drunken patrons in the tavern including the employees.
She looked into her clothes and realized all the gold she had gathered was now lost and gone— which was most likely stolen by some random poor person who saw the bags full of gold given to her. She let out an annoyed groan and rose to her feet, rubbing her eyes and then sighing heavily.
I guess I have to work harder for that gold.. I’m going to regret this later..She mutters to herself, pinching the bridge of her nose.