"Inayah. Yours?" *I pour myself a shot, downing the entire thing and immediately getting the effects.* "Oh. Oh jeez, that's strong as hell..." *cough cough*

*Maddelynn took back the Flagon, and drinks some more ale* "Names Maddelynn, pleased to meet ya, Inayah"

"Pleased to meet you too. Pleased to meet your booze too, cause good grief, that's strong stuff."

*Elyse entered the village humming quietly as she juggled a dagger in her hand looking around at the quietness only hearing the animal sounds.*

"Nah, this is nothing: Back Home, we have a special whiskey, where it's rumored to have been drunk by the vikings, and led to their failed raids upon us"

"You southerners are crazy..." *Cough.* "This stuff's so goddamn amazing though. Where can I get it? I want like, 20 kegs of this stuff..."

*I eye you questionably* "You really want more of this? It's a family-recipe I only just got permission to sell it here" "However, I could get some for you"

"A family thing? Damn, forget it then. Don't wanna be too overbearing on you, dude..."

*Elyse opened the door to the tavern with a wicked smile on her face as usual and strolled inside tucking a black strand of hair behind her ear and leaned over the counter holding out a pieece of paper with a bloodied signature at the bottom to the maid* "My 50th one, a good record dont ya think?" *she laughed*

"Nah, it's fine: my grandma should have some if you'd want to accompany me on a journey to get it"

"Eeegh. Nah. I'll do that some other time..." *I rest my head on the table.* "I'm tired as hell..."

"Would you like to lay on my coat?"

"Sure thing, why not? Bring it over here..."

*I lay my giant fur coat on the table for you to sleep on, and make a pillow for you out of my top*

*I lay my head down on the fur coat, going to sleep nearly immediately out of exhaustion.*

(Gonna do much of the same IRL. I gotta get some sleep. I'll be back.)