Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141126032139/@comment-32663439-20141203061502

"When I was a child I found a spellbook and learned its spells. Since then, I took any spell I can find and master it. Then I met a mage who said he could teach me more. He taught me a lot of what I know, and helped me master it. The man went by the name of Yngris." (Random name.)

Slagar scowled. "That's nothing. I've just got started." He had a row of seven drinks in front of him, and began slamming them  He drank them all. He ordered six more, and drank them. "Twenty-four. What......have you got to say.....to that?" Slagar laughed. Kavius took a big gulp from his tankard, finishing it off. He collapsed backwards onto the floor. "He only had seven. What a shame, he couldn't last any longer. I pity, I tell you, a crying shame," Slagar said. He drank another tankard, and then another. "Tweeenty-siikss, my friend. What now? Thiiink youuu can beat thaaaat?" Slagar pulled out a large bag of septims. "Tree touusand ssseptimsss ssayss that you can't beat mee, by end of all dis. Dis bag of a ssseptims vs a tree tousand of yourssss."