Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150428005035/@comment-5543592-20150429233933

"Sir?"

"Ugh?"

"Sir, Monsieur Dacian?"

"Go away." The Breton garbled and slouched over again.

The inn-keeper set Dacian into an upright position and helped him up from the floor. "Where are your people?"

"No people..." Dacian murmured, incredibly drunk. "All alone."

"Adelle!" The inn-keeper called, and the barmaid rushed over. "Get him into a room.  The last thing I want is getting sued because he woke up with a sore back."

"Of course." She supported Dacian, practically dragging him, to one of the inn's rooms and dropped him onto the bed, where his legs dangled. She lifted them onto the bed and was gone.