Chapter 3: Drinking Contest |
Song playing on the jukebox A song played relatively loud over the jukebox. The sound was diffused through the cavernous tavern of the Guild Hall. Baal sat at the bar with a pint of drink in his left hand. The taste of the drink was like ambrosia to the lips. Sweet and succulent while refreshing and crisp at the same time. While the drinks here in this realm were quite complicated and intense, they still don't holda candle to the drinks that are native to his homeland. It's been so long since he stepped foot upon his homeland. He misses home and his family, but he has taken a liking to some things on this realm. The drink, for instance is one of the many things he's grown fond of upon being trapped on this realm. Books are another thing here he has grown fond of. They ranged from informative to being there simply for enjoyment. There was one thing that he had also taken a firm liking to recently as well. Well, this thing is actually a person. His cheeks and ear tips started to turn a faint shade of red for a moment just thinking about her. Out of reflex, Baal cleared his throat and shook his head to regain his composure. In response to this, he pressed the cool glass pint up to his lips and took a drink. The song on the jukebox ended, only for the same song to play again. It felt like that was the only track on the jukebox. Taking the drink from his lips, he took a sigh outward before placing the pint on the bartop. |
OOC Notes: Inviting Tyriel If anyone wants to join in, just ask via PM, thanks. |