"Damn it, next time I would never again really battle a girl in a drinking battle," Bradwynne said in frustration as he would be found washing his short hood and his coat at a well nearby the tent where the drinking contests were happening. He was clearly frustrated on himself as he got his clothes vomited upon and he did not even get the chance to avenge himself by winning the drinking battle. As time flew, his mind had sobered up enough to conjure a small Illumancy spell to dry the clothes by a gentle heat. Fortunately the clothes never smelled of vomit as he returned to the tent. His mind now sobered up, he engaged another person in a drinking battle. This time it would be a rematch as he would face a person he had already battled with with mugs. The mugs having been filled, he then drank in a fast manner, one mug of ale at a time. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 75 Thrown dice: 80 93 41 22 53 35 9 25 Win: 4 / Lose: 4
"Aye, it's time fo the rematch, dude..." Sean clambered onto a chair. "This thime I'll win..." he seemed to fumble with his words as he began downing his mugs of alcohol. Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 50 Thrown dice: 68 67 59 30 55 11 96 5 Win: 2 / Lose: 4
