A Drink To Forget (12-01-2015, 06:33 PM)

[MM/NPL Dustin]

The tavern door swings open, a not-so-sober high elf leaning off the doorknob, "TIS THE SEASON La dah da dah daah!" he sings, slightly off-key as he stumbles into the bar. He wanders over to the table after noticing the hobling, half running into the furniture and causing it to shift, "Hey short-stuff." He slurs, "Enjoyin' dis good ol' High Winter?" His breath smells of Capri's brandy.