Leathe walked around the tavern serving beers trying ignore the vulgar comments. Unlike most of the girls here, she didn't get "tips" because she refused to do anything sexual with the customers. Suddenly, the tavern went quiet. She ignored it and went on serving the beer. Whispers surround her and she glanced at the door. Oh no, it was them again. They always got drunk and started a fight. Sure enough they started yelling for beer. Leathe tried to keep her temper when they yelled at her "wench! Beer!" She walked over and was surprised when she was put on the leaders lap
