Finishing her first match, Corvella still feels quite okay. Apparently she's good at things like this, she thought at first. But after seeing those guys finishing four or five matches in a row triggered something inside her. Was it her ego, or the Ale kicked in, nobody knows. She wandered to other tables with a mug still on her hand, looking for others to challenge. Then he stumbled on @Kijin Shihaku, who look like he finished mugs and mugs of Ale just now. Good timing. The tent still chaotic as always, but Corvella somehow made her way across. "Greetings. Kijin, wasn't it?" she approached the man dressed in dark. Getting mugs filled with Ale lined up in the table, she raised one "Shall we?" she teased. Her manners seems to dissipate along with her dignity as the drunkenness began to overwhelm every senses. This is not going to end well, is this? Wellness: - 05 Drunkenness: + 05 Thrown dice: 41 19 90 51 17 86 92 21 417 Win: 1 / Lose: 0
"Aye, my lady, you've got the right man," he replied as she took the seat adjacent to him, "but I'm afraid you've picked the wrong event. The dancing comes much, much later... after we're too drunk to remember it." His lips peeled into a mischievous smirk as she tabled her ale, and he gestured for the barmaid to refill the station. This was a challenge, after all, and they needed to be fully prepared. Even if their final destination was the dirt at their feet. "May you always look as pretty as you do when I'm drunk," he toasted. Then, they began. Wellness: - 10 Drunkenness: + 5 Thrown dice: 55 69 30 65 69 79 11 82 Win: 1 / Lose: 1
