Quiet_Cool
Learning to Fly
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Byron
(from the short-lived "In the Realms of Althernargn")
As I walk in, I hear them discussing whether or not the monkey can handle his ale. I stop beside the small creature and say, "Well. He isn't as tall as I am, or weigh as much, and I hear monkeys can't handle their alcohol so well as a lionman can, but I'd bet he can put at least a few away. And besides, it would seem he's not driving home."
I shrugged and sat down, smiling at the ladies sitting next to him.
"Good evening, ladies. My name is Byron. Barkeep, could i bother you for a Rolling Rock, bottle if possible?"
(from the short-lived "In the Realms of Althernargn")
As I walk in, I hear them discussing whether or not the monkey can handle his ale. I stop beside the small creature and say, "Well. He isn't as tall as I am, or weigh as much, and I hear monkeys can't handle their alcohol so well as a lionman can, but I'd bet he can put at least a few away. And besides, it would seem he's not driving home."
I shrugged and sat down, smiling at the ladies sitting next to him.
"Good evening, ladies. My name is Byron. Barkeep, could i bother you for a Rolling Rock, bottle if possible?"