11-08-2017, 11:53 PM
(11-06-2017, 12:50 PM)Cereal Wrote:(11-06-2017, 11:53 AM)achroma Wrote: "No, I thought I was something, probably nothing. Also tell that bar tender I want another pint."
Meanwhile at the cabin
The cabin sits on top of a snowy mountain, with howling winds and bitting cold. The cabin looks recently used and a fire crackles in the fireplace. Strangely no one is visable.
"Heh. Drinkin' does that."
And so the endless cycle of alcohol began; and the most notable event in between was Clyde recollecting his hardest job; one that might have killed him if it didn't pan out as it had.
"---nearly crushed, really. Gotta--" He burps. "--admit those vent shafts are probably a bit smaller than I'd like."
"I once got into a tussle with that odd guard. Umbra or some weird name like that. Weirdest thing happend, Turned into a ghostly thing. Doesn't matter though, gone now. Always sad to see a lawman go. Another pint!"
*Sol is clearly drunk after a few pints*
meanwhile in the cabin
The response is rather overwhelming. Three living beings are in the basement and aclusterfluff of magic in the basement. The response seems aggressive