''Nononoono fire mages are the fucking worst man, they all think they're hot shit, just because they can throw some burning balls, And the worst part about it is that they are freaking every where man. What happened to all the ice people.'' Ganch spouted out drunkenly to the merry band of mages that he'd come across on his trip to rose gardens.
''Ahhhh fuck off mate, you're one to talk, you Wind wiffing hippie, come back, when you're more than a homeless maid'' a red haired big guy shouted out from the other side of the table, spit spraying from his mouth as he talked.
''Jeeesus christ i didn't know you knew water magic'' Ganch responded before popping another bottle of wine, filling his cup. And pouring it up straight into his mouth. Sadly it didn't work out so well, and he ended up looking like he'd fought a troll with nothing but a spoon.
''HAAAAH you can't even drink proberly you fookin' airhead'' the big guy shouted as he let out a flood of saliva at the mess of vine and cloth infront of him.
Ganch responded with some light laughter as he looked around him as if he was searching for someone. ''Hey asshole, what happened to the short guy i need someone sufferable to even out the dumbassery''
The big guy grinned at him at first but then as he looked to the sides he wrinkled his brow in confusion. ''I dunno.. Bathroom???'' he said before grabbing the nowly popped bottle only to fail filling his cup. After a third of the bottle was already on the table he decided that it wasn't worth it and just started pouring it into his mouth instead.
The suit wearing snobs in the fancy wine bar who had already thrown countless Hmphs, and eye rolls at the barbaric loudmouthed mages in the corner were now starting to get visibly upset. The lack of tablemanners was astonishing.enough already but now they were pouring out the wine on the table?? UNNACEPTABLE!!! Suit wearing old man after suit wearing old man walked back into the kitchen to complain to the owner while an army of old dress wearing ladies scoffed at them in disgust.
Now Ganch wasn't ignorant of this no, quite the opposite, but he was having too much fun to really care, he just found it kinda amusing how much these stuck up vine tasters seemed to distain fun so much. They needed a little bit of a wake up call and Ganch was delivering.
''Ahhhh fuck off mate, you're one to talk, you Wind wiffing hippie, come back, when you're more than a homeless maid'' a red haired big guy shouted out from the other side of the table, spit spraying from his mouth as he talked.
''Jeeesus christ i didn't know you knew water magic'' Ganch responded before popping another bottle of wine, filling his cup. And pouring it up straight into his mouth. Sadly it didn't work out so well, and he ended up looking like he'd fought a troll with nothing but a spoon.
''HAAAAH you can't even drink proberly you fookin' airhead'' the big guy shouted as he let out a flood of saliva at the mess of vine and cloth infront of him.
Ganch responded with some light laughter as he looked around him as if he was searching for someone. ''Hey asshole, what happened to the short guy i need someone sufferable to even out the dumbassery''
The big guy grinned at him at first but then as he looked to the sides he wrinkled his brow in confusion. ''I dunno.. Bathroom???'' he said before grabbing the nowly popped bottle only to fail filling his cup. After a third of the bottle was already on the table he decided that it wasn't worth it and just started pouring it into his mouth instead.
The suit wearing snobs in the fancy wine bar who had already thrown countless Hmphs, and eye rolls at the barbaric loudmouthed mages in the corner were now starting to get visibly upset. The lack of tablemanners was astonishing.enough already but now they were pouring out the wine on the table?? UNNACEPTABLE!!! Suit wearing old man after suit wearing old man walked back into the kitchen to complain to the owner while an army of old dress wearing ladies scoffed at them in disgust.
Now Ganch wasn't ignorant of this no, quite the opposite, but he was having too much fun to really care, he just found it kinda amusing how much these stuck up vine tasters seemed to distain fun so much. They needed a little bit of a wake up call and Ganch was delivering.