Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140620195216/@comment-3293219-20140620222108

Set returned to the inn, immediately rushing over to the outhouse.

As he left, he re-entered the inn to check on Xervish and Jack, the Dunmer was slouched over the counter, giggling like an ass.

"H-Hey... B-Shcar face!" Xervish chuckled, barely keeping upright.

"Heh... Well, someone's shit-faced... A lote more than usualy to!" Set grinned, putting his hands on his hips.

"Y-Ywha? M-Meh? In-toxica-wah?" Xervish asked, stumbling back and falling against the wall.

"Well, I'm glad that someone's enjoyin' 'emselves..." He then looked around, realising that the room was pretty empty.

"Where is everyone?"

"Ah, yes, right... Well... hehe... Jaryl? Gone! Cyrus? Haven't a fucking clue! And... Isis is out... looking for J-Jaryl..."

Set nodded through his drunken rhetoric, growing more disgusted and angry by the second, he folded his arms and began to speak.

"So... What you're sayin' is; while Isis runs around out there, believin' that she's fuckin' widowed, you're in here gettin' shit faced!? You really are an asshole, ain'tcha?"

Xervish resented the judgement, taking a step closer to the Bosmer, with a scowl on his face, barely holding himself up.

"N-Now listen here! I am a House Toev-vanish... Wizard! And I demard respec-" The Wizard was cut off as he began to heave, throwing up on the floor infront of him.

"Yeah? Well you're cleaning that up Toevanish..." He looked back to Jack, just as frustrated with him.

"We were looking out in the wilderness but... We needed you and your tracking skills, since Jaryl's gone and he's the one that we're looking for."

Set sighed and shook his head, glancing away.

"C'mon... Let's go back for Julie, so that we can find Jaryl..." Set sighed, slowly walking out of the inn...