Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140902233512/@comment-29559990-20140917002917

"Ah, yes, we're enjoying our stay..."

"I'm enjoying the view!" One of the drunken mercs piped up, his eyes locked on the female's breasts. The other's erupted in cheers and laughter.

Vashier buried his face in his palms (facepalm.). They're skills in battle were frequently put down by their obnoxious humor. "Why don't you guys head over there and see who can stomach the most, eh?"

Vashier's idea was met with another round of cheers as the mercs scrounged up what mead they had left and scrambled to the corner... All except Balonak.

"Terribly sorry for their behavior." Vashier told the waitress.