Quinn looked so far gone now, a husk of a man who is slowly going through the passage of time as the unchanging world morphed and deform around him. Despite the fact that he was close to passing out, from the past 5 matches he had participated in, it wasn't enough to knock some sense into him. The thrill of the competition pushed him onward, moving his limbs about as he staggered around the tent, looking for anyone who will do a match with him. That was when he crashed into a woman. Instead of offering an apology like any sane person, he looked at her and exclaimed in an excited tone of voice as his limber body swayed softly from side to side. He spoke in a semi-coherent manner, hopefully the woman was able to understand him. "Match me, tonight we gulp like fish to see who is the true ale master, wait, ale mistress, wait, ale monarch. Yeah. Let's go miss, barkeep, drinks at the table for us. We will match!" @Alkaid Zexis Wellness: - 15 Drunkenness: + 30 Thrown dice: 69 61 22 51 54 55 93 11 431 Win: 1 / Lose: 4
Now, Alkaid wasn't about to start feeding all her bad habits at once, but when she heard of a drinking contest, well, she had to come around for the entertainment. So long as she didn't have to suffer a virtual hangover, she was just fine and dandy. Which was why she was plenty happy to accept a challenge that might end in quite the antics.... "If you're sure, well, lemme know if the room starts spinning..." Wellness: - 00 Drunkenness: + 00 Thrown dice: 95 72 96 3 75 42 56 31 470 Win: 0 / Lose: 0 @Quinn
