Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170924190701/@comment-3293219-20171002161446

"Don't be, I deserve it if I was choking you." Zak shrugged.

"C'mon... Let's get out of here before things can get any worse."

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"If you don't drink, I could get you some of that womanly Breton stuff, even the cat can drink that watered down piss, without any affect on him." Virde added as he stepped into his private study. It looked like his furniture had been taken elsewhere, torn chairs littered the place, scattered around the room, a torn rug of elegant origins lay scattered along the floor, it had collected a lot of dust and dirt from years of use an a little neglect.

Virde wandered to his cabinet, opening the glass case and reaching inside as he drew a small bottle of port, pouring it into his glass.

"So, welcome to Castle Shithole. What did you come here for and how long until you piss off?"