Another clean set of mugs another time. He was pretty sure that he had lost that last round with Emerath, but wasn't in the right mindset to tell completely. However, he disappeared as quickly as he came, leaving and doing what Zel had been doing all night; Drinking with more people. Probably trying to rack up those wins. He wouldn't have that, seeing a Felis who probably hadn't had a lick to drink up to that point, the golden haired man waved her over, though in his drunken stupor, it was more like he raised his hand straight up and flailed it in the air for a moment before setting it back down and watching his eight mugs be refilled. Back to age old mechanic; pick up drink, pick up drink, repeat eight times. @Amane Hirota Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 65 Thrown dice: 30 11 3 14 2 68 59 40 292 TOTAL Wins: 7 / Losses: 2
Under any other circumstances she wouldn't have paid this tent any more than a cursory glance, let alone step into its rowdy interior. While she didn't exactly mind the drunken crowd, alcohol wasn't something that she typically enjoyed, and if you didn't like to drink, why enter a drinking game? But she had sort of promised Kyupin that she would participate in the festival, and though she doubted the other felis would hold her to her words, Amane did want to experience the Falderen's celebration, and that meant taking part in their games. Including this one. She looked up at a blond man waving her over, and made her way through the throng of people, taking a seat beside him. "Best of luck," she said wryly as she observed his inebriated state, her gaze also landing on the eight mugs placed before him. "That's a lot of ale that you're drinking." At the man's cue, she picked up one of the cups before her, before drinking it all down, albeit at a considerably slower pace than her opponent. Goodness, he was good. Wellness: - 10 Drunkenness: + 00 Thrown dice: 43 23 40 15 32 7 5 64 Win: 0 / Lose: 0
