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[Swordstar]

"I... Yeah, lets do this!"

[Haspen]

@Grifenteam:

The drinking began. Barkeep served some strong ale in small mugs. Everyone in the inn chuckled at the start, but as the drinks came and went, they got silent and waited in anticipation and interest.

Ciera felt a little weird at twelfth shot, but the feeling passed away quickly..

Ciera: 10+3, pass
Sheila: autopass
Grifen: autopass
Sailor: autopass

"Ha ha, ya good!" He laughed and the barkeep served another round.

Ciera: 10+6, pass
Sheila: autopass
Grifen: autopass
Sailor: autopass

"And no chikin' out! If ya run, I *huuurp* win!!"

Ciera: 10+4, pass
Sheila: autopass
Grifen: autopass
Sailor: autopass

Ciera felt dizzy.

[CrimsonEon]

: "Duster 'n your whole 'In Love' spiel." Alec clapped his book shut again, "Might want to give a bit more advance warning, but for what it's worth, he did pretty well." The bard laughed to himself.

[Swordstar]

"Mmm, don't... don't thiiink I'mmm gonna be able toomake it much fur... far... further. Buuuuuuut you guys got this. YEAH."

[Sirus]

: "Keep *hic* 'em comin'!"

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Hah! I could do this all day!" Sheila lied casually, after draining her 14th mug of ale. "Hahaha! More Ale! I ain't through just yet!"

[Haspen]

@Sheilateam:

After the fifteenth shot, Sheila slumped with her face against the counter.

"Ha ha! Loudmouf, tiney liver!! Keep it comin'!" The sailor laughed, lifting his mug and making an impressive swirly piruet in the air.

Ciera: 10+5, pass
Sheila: 13+1, KO!
Grifen: autopass
Sailor: 13+4, pass

[Swordstar]

"Yeerrrr a buttface."

[Blade Master Model 42]

"Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...."

[Sirus]

: "Ooooo...Yer next, ya hear me? "

[Haspen]

"Yerr mothur!" Sailor shouted at Ciera as she tilted to the side with her tongue out.

Ciera: 10+2, KO!
Grifen: autopass
Sailor: 13+3, pass

[Swordstar]

Ciera didn't hear the sailor's response as she was flopped on the counter.

[birdy51]

: "Ah yes! But is that not the true essence of love? It is in essence, a surprise! One cannot at once say whether it is coming or not! That is the beauty of it!"

Miguel quickly set about setting up two chairs facing in the opposite directions apart from each other. The old knight takes a seat in the chair nearest to the window and beckons Fezz.

: "Come take a seat dear lad. We have things to discuss!"

[Sirus]

: "Awww, Ciera."

: "I ain't gonna quit! I'm a Masallan, ya hear me?!"

[Haspen]

"How ya doin'it??" The sailor blabbed that and somethin' else, and the people around began to shout and even chant something. It seems they caught up at the fact Grifen seems to be doin' better than the sailor.

Grifen: 16+3, pass
Sailor: 13+5, pass

Without comment from the sailor, but with furious cherring from the crowd, the eighteenth shot came.

Grifen: 16+5, pass
Sailor: 13+5, pass