A Few Drinks

Saturday, 11/30/2250 – By Rebecca Green,

“Bu-deh!” Ramadin crowed, reaching high to slap Will on the shoulder as they entered the bar. “Time for your victory lap, cheer up a little!”

“I am cheerful.” Will complained, swatting the dwarf away “I’m also dead beat, give me a break.”

“Give you a break? You defeated the dragon! That’s some boss level shit! Let us drink to your honor!” He hopped up onto a stool as he spoke, patting the spot beside him where Will reluctantly slid into. Beside him, Tamarin popped up, effectively surrounding the vampire in overly enthusiastic dwarves. Ian, the ever reasonable one, mercifully sat on the other side of Tamarin, content to leave the others at it and watch the show.

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