Hilda hummed carefully smoothing over her dirndl dress as the sounds of the active tavern filled the backroom dressing room for the staff as she readied herself to head out. She gave herself a glance over making sure everything was in place as softly wrapped the coif carefully over her horns. It was funny how despite being a broody rebellious leather clad woman outside of the Tavern she would take such care for tradition when putting on this fancy frilly stuff.

Soon when she was ready she walked out of the dressing room walking over to get a tray of kegs that were readied by some of the other staff as she headed towards the main bar floor of the bleat and barrel with a bright smile passing the beer to many of the waiting customers, that typically would look alien on her grumpy face outside of her job for those that knew her. But this place was her comfort zone and she was one of the best girls working here, so why not enjoy herself and relax.