Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191117172423

Miraak Obama wrote: M.Owen LFC! wrote: The Dunmer bartender came to take the Sentinel's order.

"What will it be, Outsider?"

Across the bar, Torsten was drinking idly and spotted the newcomer and observed him silently. “Any food? Most of the places out here have nothing, but I’ve got a hungry orphan kid to feed,” Sentinel asked. “And maybe a drink, too.”

"Most you'll get is some bread and salted guar meat, sera. As for drinks, we've plenty. Local drinks like sujamma and mazte aplenty - maybe you'll appreciate them." The bartender answered the Sentinel's question. In contrast to the drunkard, the bartender was amicable, if not tired. Then again, living in a post-apocalyptic society tends to have that effect on you.

"He's not kidding! The mazte here is exactly what you need after a hard day's work!" Torsten finally decided to make himself known as his booming voice entered the conversation, "And trust me, I know my drinks."