Ragtag Irishman, lost in the Multiverse.
came his thick, barely-comprehensible accent.Oi! Where dis party takin' place, ah?
Chellana jested back at Patrick McGuinness, quickly following with,Yeah, where's the open bar?
Once a year the Gardens do something for the Clover Bloom. I hear they're giving away prizes if you can find a shamrock.
Who the ruddy hell are you?
Learn Common.
he shouted, wandering deeper into the room as if to look around.Der's an open bar? Sign me up!
Nothing drab about Florens. Maybe you're looking for Atersax. Next city east. Giant dump of a place. Can't miss it.
Chellana gestured off in the general direction of east. She looked around outside, doing a double take when she thought she spotted the open bar. Nope, no open bar. Something something family friendly, something something one of these days Florens would embrace debauchery beyond smoke and dueling.Next city East,