Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20160913141844/@comment-24510587-20160918220709

Signus had the urge to facepalm as the brutish Nord clumsily destroyed the table, but remained calm and simply clutched onto his tankard so it wouldn't spill his ale. The three bottles fell over, however, and one of them fell off the table and broke into shards.

As the tumult ceased, Signus saw Evusil enter the barracks and gestured him to the table, as one of the guards went to get another two bottles of ale.