Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140308235607/@comment-24449631-20140309172929

Boreau looked at her with big eyes.

"Come on..."

"Agh..." He couldn't ask a doctor and there were no healers allowed so them neither.

The only thing he could do is pick her up and place her somewhere more comfortable. Away from the festivities.

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"Come on then..." Rowan beckoned Manja to a stall were they sold it.

He looked at the Argonian selling the stuff with his red eyes half opened.

"I'd like.."

He made a gesture with his hand

"Two! glasses of Verinta please.. hic."

The Argonian didn't mind plying the two drunk nords with even more drinks. So he just shrugged and poured two glasses.

Rowan took them from the counter, wobbling. The contents nearly fell out.

"wow..." he had to be careful where to step. As he felt his mask slowly slide back on his head. now covering one eye.

He eventually did manage to get back to Manja.

"Here..." He presented it with a stretched arm that seconds after began to dip again.