Snippet #1509982

"Three.. Two.. One, go!" Caine counted as he tipped back the fresh tankard, downing the amber liquid inside. A half-orc sat across the table from him doing the same while a number of spectators had gathered round, drumming on the table and chanting, "Chug! Chug! Chug!" in unison... A drinking game between a Half-orc and a human. One would expect the easy money to be placed on the orc, however Caine surprised the spectators once more as he slammed his tankard on the table with a belch as the Orc uneasily wavered in his seat. Then a loud thunk punctuated the loss as the Orc fell on the ground, knocked out in a booze induced stupor. Caine raised both arms in victory as the spectators around his cheer and exchanged money with each other grudgingly.

The human looked to stand, perhaps rather too quickly as he fell back to into his chair... Perhaps he was a little bit intoxicated, nothing too big. "Damn," Caine said with a booze induced smile holding on to the table... Rising that quickly had set the room to spinning and he held on to the table for dear life. A few moments later, the room quit threatening to warp on him and he stood with a little bit more confidence, but still held on to the back of his chair. He picked his way through the tavern, using the backs of chair as he crossed to avoid falling on his face. Or worse yet, another's face..

He had managed to pick his way over to Mikana and her table, placing a hand on her shoulder as he sat... That still didn't keep him from missing his chair as he sat a little wide and hit the floor hard, "Gah! My ass!" He yelped, catching the attention of a few of the patrons, who of course did the only polite thing and laughed at the berserker's misfortune. Caine managed to find his way to his seat which was luckily sturdy as a rock and wasn't spinning around madly. Finally, he had gotten a look of Mikana's face, the elf covering her eyes and laughing quite hard at Caine's luck. Of course, the sight of the thick berserker missing his chair and planting on the ground was, indeed, hilarious and the laughter was infectious, causing him to laugh with the elf.

"Glad tah see I can still hold mah booze," He said with hints of a slur. He was holding himself quite well, especially concerning that he had just drank an orc under the table. No mean feat, and one Caine was damn proud of in his inebriated state. "So, whats we got goin' on over here?" He asked the elf, his reply a slender finger pointing at the bar where a number of women were dancing and singing something rather... suggestive. This envoked a chuckle from the berserker, but as soon as the women hit a 180 and smacked their asses, Caine lost it. Bellows of hearty laughs erupted from his belly as he turned away from the sight, eyes closed from the intensity of laughter. He placed his head on the back edge of Mikana's chair, still laughing. Again, the laughter was infectious, and Mikana began to laugh with the human.

Tonight was a night of celebration, that was for damn sure.

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"Youse guys, are damn gen-hic- geniuseses.. Geni?" The Lily stuttered as she had both of the Mialee twins around the neck. A number of tankards, bottles, and shot glasses sat in front of them, indistinguishable who's from who's. Lily's face and ears were red from the alcohol and she had a obvious stammer. Her eyes were glazed over and had a hard time focusing... Looks like she wasn't going to drive her draconian construct tonight! Her Bloodleaf clan would have never let her drank and would have disapproved of her drunken antics, but "Dammit! They're not here, I don't give a damn what they think," She had said before her first drink, a bit of the Huntress temper flaring. Of course, that was a long time ago...

Gurgen began to stammer about how their kids would have flamming paint jobs? "Jus' what we need 'roun' here... Lil' elven hot head pitterin' bout," She stammered, entertaining Gurgen's idea when Turha interjected about how the idea was... Shtoopid. Lily's hand moved from around the neck of Turha to try and stifle her own laugh... Rather unsuccessfully. Then the cheeky man ventured a pinch of her ass. The elf eaked in surprise and slapped the man lightly upon instinct. Gurgen chuckled with the slap to his brother and Lily brought up a finger to Turha's face.

"I'ms not-hic- kinda girl..." She said, staring at the man with glazed eyes while wobbling uneasily... The fact that she had removed her arm from Turha's neck set her unbalanced a little... The elf, unbalanced... "I demands a dinner first... And perhaps a frolic in the woods," She said, her face reddening and a laugh replacing the finger as her arm returned around Turha's neck.

"I shall give you the moon, the sun and the stars, my dear. Nay, the entirety of Norr itself, not for your love of my creations, but for the flower of love I feel can bloom between us if you allow it."

The elf stared at Turha again, this time in awe... She stared just like Gurgen stared. That was rather... poetic concerning that they were drunk. She removed her gaze from the poet and looked at his brother before they both laughed cheerfully, "Thas was very ela-eloqu... Wordy of you," she said, opting to use the simpler word instead of the more difficult one. Gurgen laughed at Lily's attempt to say the word, to which she turned her head and spoke, "hursh you... I've hash a few drink, 'kay?" She said still wobbly... "I tells ya what... If you can managse to make me some arrowsh tha' 'splode, den we's a talk." Said said joking with the brothers. She was just talking drunken bull, and did not expect them to actually make the exploding arrows... Just a conversation piece really. However, at the chance of earning Lily's love, the brothers began to spat and argue over how and who would devise the best exploding, or 'Sploding arrows. Lily merely laughed at the continued conversation.