[ This tavern is a little closer to the Loft than the Sarstina is, so while the sandstorm rages through Cadens, Sylvain finds himself coming here rather than making the trek to where the Summoned normally hang out. It’s definitely a more disreputable place than the one Mags runs, but he’s fine with that. It’s definitely similar to the taverns back home he would have gone to to blow off steam and avoid everyone.
He’d been bored, nursing a beer, when the commotion of the drinking contest caught his eye. He watches as she expertly handed the guy his ass after five shots and she still looks completely fresh and clear-eyed, other than maybe a slight flush to her cheeks.
Curious, he gets up and crosses to sink down across from her. ]
You just really bored or really intent on getting drunk today?
[ It’s asked with friendly curiosity as he arches an eyebrow and studies her intently. Or maybe she’s like Steve and this is all just a very clever scam. ]
Wench
He’d been bored, nursing a beer, when the commotion of the drinking contest caught his eye. He watches as she expertly handed the guy his ass after five shots and she still looks completely fresh and clear-eyed, other than maybe a slight flush to her cheeks.
Curious, he gets up and crosses to sink down across from her. ]
You just really bored or really intent on getting drunk today?
[ It’s asked with friendly curiosity as he arches an eyebrow and studies her intently. Or maybe she’s like Steve and this is all just a very clever scam. ]