Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20131221200431/@comment-24148289-20131223125655

Tobias and Belwen walked back into the inn and sat at the table.

"Do you do shots here?" Tobias asked

"We would, but we don't exactly have strong drinks..." The innkeeper replied

"Can I test something? Like putting mead and ale together?"

"You could but you'd have to buy them both."

"Do you do Black Briar Mead? Or do they not bring it to Cyrodil?"

"No, we've got some. But it costs extra because they don't bring it too often."

"Argonian Ale?"

"We've got some of that aswell..."

"Alright, put them together in a shot glass!"

"Tobias, you're going to waste all your money by mixing drinks together...how thick can you get..."

"Ima get drunk as heeeellll aswell. Want some?" Tobias asked as the innkeeper brought over a shot.

"I'm fine, thank you..." Belwen replied.

"That will be 50 septims, sir." The innkeeper said to Tobias.

"50? For a shot?"

"I said they were rare, and it's already made, either you pay up or you go to prison..."

"...Fine..." Tobias sulked as he handed over the gold and downed the shot.

"Here's another 50 gold, another shot. That was good..."