- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Afternoon, Evening
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Adventure, mystery, drama bomb, sci-fi, apocalyptic, fantasy, fan based
This man is definitely drunk. Velska thought to herself as he bounced about. She could tell by the look on his face that this was his natural side. He seemed very playful, and estatic. Especially when talking about traveling, Velska did want to admit that she wanted to go, but going around with more pirates would land her into more trouble, and she didn't need any of that. As much as her soul burned to be in the outside world of freedom and adventure, she knew better then for her days of it to be spent on a ship full of money hungry men."
As the pub began to fill up again Velska got up and did her job continuously serving beers for at least thirty minutes until everyone calmed down and the women from around the village helped out so she wasn't on her feet the whole time. With a sigh the young woman sat down and down the rest of her second glass and started on her third keeping an eye on the men and nod to Chris from time to time when he looked at her.
As the pub began to fill up again Velska got up and did her job continuously serving beers for at least thirty minutes until everyone calmed down and the women from around the village helped out so she wasn't on her feet the whole time. With a sigh the young woman sat down and down the rest of her second glass and started on her third keeping an eye on the men and nod to Chris from time to time when he looked at her.