Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20140328055038/@comment-4662333-20140329010344

"One more mead..." Mutters Oryn to Hulda in Whiterun.

It had been just another day for Oryn, doing bounty missions to fund his daily need of mead, he always spent the night in the bannered mare and trying to walk out sober, it had been a daily routine.

"Here," Oryn leaves a pouch of Septims for Hulda to pay for the mead, he had already taken 5 swigs of it before leaving the bannered mare.

"Everything's...kinda...fuzzy...." Says Oryn as he then tried to navigate to his house, looking quite tipsy.