Having quite recovered from the bout, Bradwynne stood up and walked towards a new table. His legs were now quite wobbly from the three bouts, but it was all right. At least he was drinking to his heart's content for free. Now he endeavored to reach the fourth bout with no complications, and hopefully, another win. As he walked, he then noticed another person sleeping on another table, his mouth open. As he saw it, his eyes flickered as if he was to do something funny on the person. The assumption would be true, as Bradwynne was then found walking towards the person, a wadded piece of paper in hand. He then shoved the paper onto the person's mouth, and then after that he walked again to find another person to challenge. The challenger having been found, he sat with folded legs and fingers crossed in front of him, while the sixteen mugs were being refilled. The show then started as he chugged down on the ale while he was on that same folded-legs posture, hoping to intimidate the person before him to submission. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 20 Thrown dice: 5 100 1 68 31 92 1 12 Win: 2 / Lose: 1
She held a twisted expression, albeit being a bit confused overall due to a state of drunkenness, in reaction to seeing the small blonde stuff the paper into an innocent man's mouth. Perhaps it would've been funny any other day but for some reason Comet's determination mixed with the effects of ale fueled an unnatural rage. She paced towards the blonde and challenged him without so much as a second thought, mumbling curses under her breath. In no way had she even payed attention to the other after that. Her focus settled solely on the mugs filled with that horrid drink her taste buds continued to resent while, at the same time, becoming numb so that the said taste hardly burned (a ridiculously dry throat) anymore. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 25 Thrown dice: 95 64 81 96 15 3 78 93 Win: 2 / Lose: 1
