Sooooo, you guys were just curious if it was nearby? Not concerned at all? Heh. :p
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"DA BES! APPSLUTLTY DA BES!" Well past his tenth drink, sheets completely outrunning the wind, Dendoren son of Fen lifts the Gnomen bard up clear of his stool and spins him once through the air. Much like one would a child, if one had a complete disregard for the safety of children. Signaling to Hamn, or rather to where Hamn was a minute ago, the dockworker loudly proclaims "AIYMAPAYROOOOM!" and drops a sizable purse on the bartop. "YU, STAY, HERE, TINIGHT." The big man says to Fizkin, over-emphasizing each word and pantomiming what one could only assume were directions to, well, here, the inn. Massive grin seating itself proudly on his face, he begins to sing the chorus again before promptly passing out and toppling over onto a nearby table. Feeling the supporting weight of man beneath him begin to fall, the bard looks towards the fast-approaching floor.
Grabbing the two fresh drinks placed before his new-found friends Dendoren Son of Fen smiles around the rapidly draining flagon at his lips, waving the two on their way. It's easy to tell he enjoyed their company and felt that he was the one who came out on top from their interaction, however brief.
Meeting the cheering of the crowd alongside Fizkin, the already tipsy Dendoren calls out to the bar-tending Dwarf. "Looks like my good week just got better! Another round and keep them coming! HAAA!" He waves a think arm behind his back at the bustling room. "They're paying! HAAA!"
"HAAA! I think I like this one!" The big longshoreman laughs again listing to the impetuous and fast talking Gnome. "Hamn, another round for my friend," He gestures to Sorn. "And my friends friend!" He gestures to Fizkin. "It's pissing rain out there, let's drive it off by getting pissed! HAAA!" |