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"Bloody freak." The patron muttered as Rigel downed another mug. He was barely able to keep himself from going down.

The Witcher, on the other hand, was just starting to feel the effects of the large amount of alcohol he had been drinking. "Come on, another round."

The people around the table cheered, they were rather amused by the contest.

The two men's mugs were filled. They tipped them over and soon finished them.

"Another." Rigel called.

As they were refilling the mugs, the second patron finally passed out, hitting his head on the table. The surrounding patrons cheered as Rigel recovered his gold.

"Alright, now I require information." He stated. He knew that he wasn't going to be getting anything from the two unconscious patrons, but he had hoped that the little contest had earned the trust or at least respect of some of the other patrons.