"Oh thank ye, thank ye for yer kindness. I've never 'ad such a finely made bucket in a long time. And look o'er there, such a pretty blue bird too!" Hoping Rolo is looking away distracted, she chucks the bucket into the lake with an innocent smile. "M'name's Belle Rhiava, an' I'm a 'pprentice gem cutter - I mean, at least I was, 'til I came 'ere. Now I'll take wha'ever chores ye give me, s'pose."
((Nice, what times are you usually online?))