[Log]

[goldtiger]

Who: Everyone ever!
What: It's drinking time at the locale tavern! Lets make the bar tender love the new arrivals!
When: Evening time.
Other information: One rule to this, everyone must get completely smashed one way or another! Dohko went and just grabbed as many people possible to join in a drinking binge and even if your poor character is there to have one or two drinks. Run away before they get roped into drinking games.

Comments

[inthemiddle]

No, no, not one for farming, people still need medical help, even here. And... I've done some battlefield work, but there hasn't been many skirmishes in my time. [the Springtide largely keep to themselves, so the only battles they have is with invaders on the forest.... and even then, the Fae tend to be swifter to act... and often more brutal.]

I primarily work with expectant mothers, [he'll turn his head to hiccup into the back of his hand] Delivering babies and such.

[righteyed]

Oh! Oh shit, huh...That's important work. You do good work, just as important as farming.

[Slowly, his head tips back down to the counter so that only one eye and half his mouth is visible now, but at least what's visible is a smile.

We have now hit the Sleepy Stage of Drunkojuro. Please excuse his rudeness, he'll be paying in the morning for it at least.] Don't know if you'll get as much work here unless everyone starts shacking up together and playing happy families, but...Still important. One of those jobs you do for the love, not for the pay...Right? Mm.

You like radishes?