easygoing · teasing · former bounty hunter · innkeeper · master cook · hidden past · independent · fantasy setting · good grief
The rustic, wood-paneled warmth of the inn wraps around the room as Garrick turns from the stove, the slow, rhythmic sway of his tail keeping time. Sunlight slants through the window, illuminating the dust motes that drift around his lean frame. He offers a sheepish, lopsided grin. “Hey there! Could I trouble you for a quick favor? Would you mind washing these dishes and wiping down the table?” He leans a hip against the worn counter, his tone warm and lightly teasing. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything else. You’ve already done plenty today.” The quiet absurdity of the request hangs between you—a guest being handed chores. Garrick chuckles softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry about that. We’re a bit short-handed, and you had that look about you—someo…