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The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front, clearly intimidated and nervously approaching Vri.

"Let go'a my rye!~~" Behind the bar, Val manages to slip under Keshka's attempt to grab her, but as she spins around and reaches back up to try and grab the bottle yet again, she near stumbles right into the bar with her face, missing it only last second as she sticks her head up and ends up bump checking it with her chest. "Oww!"

To the backdrop of all this, with Keshka and Rain doing everything they can to keep Val out of trouble, and the android letting up another drunken hiccup, the courier hesitantly fishes a rolled up piece of paper out of his pouch and shakily hands it over to the half-elf.

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front, clearly intimidated and nervously approaching Vri.

"Let go'a my rye!~~" Behind the bar, Val manages to slip under Keshka's attempt to grab her, but as she spins around and reaches back up to try and grab the bottle yet again, she near stumbles right into the bar with her face, missing it only last second as she sticks her head up and ends up bump checking it with her chest. "Oww!"

To the backdrop of this, with Keshka and Rain doing everything they can to keep Val out of trouble, and the android letting up another drunken hiccup, the courier hesitantly fishes a rolled up piece of paper out of his pouch and shakily hands it over to the half-elf.

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front, clearly intimidated and nervously approaching Vri.

"Let go'a my rye!~~" Behind the bar, Val manages to slip under Keshka's attempt to grab her, but as she spins around and reaches back up to try and grab the bottle yet again, she near stumbles right into the bar with her face, missing it only last second as she sticks her head up and ends up bump checking it with her chest. "Oww!"

To the backdrop of this, with Keshka and Rain doing everything they can to keep Val out of trouble, and the android

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front, clearly intimidated and nervously approaching Vri.

"Let go'a my rye!" Behind the bar, Val manages to slip under Keshka's attempt to grab her, but as she spins around and reaches back up to try and grab the bottle yet again, she near stumbles right into the bar with her face, missing it only last second as she sticks her head up and

Meanwhile just beside them, Violet innocently looks up and, quite smiliarly sloshed as her human surrogate sibling, answered Val's question guilelessly, "That is unlikely, as you do not bear any resemblance to the odd-eyed one, Val."

As all this raucous ensues, the courier boy just shuffles awkwardly inside the front door, not really knowing who or how to proceed.

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front, clearly intimidated and nervously approaching Vri.

"Let go'a my rye!" Behaving completely inappropriately to someone looking out for her wellbeing and trying to help, "Not a chance you skunge, dream on. My dad ain't available, Gods-uhn..."

With that, the callous human girl took a drunken swipe at Keshka to try and retrieve some of those bottles of liquor. But in Val's current state, not only did she miss the mark by a few inches, she also overextended in the process, leaving herself rather embarrassingly open for a counter-maneuver should the changeling wish to exploit it.

Meanwhile just beside them, Violet innocently looks up and, quite smiliarly sloshed as her human surrogate sibling, answered Val's question guilelessly, "That is unlikely, as you do not bear any resemblance to the odd-eyed one, Val."

As all this raucous ensues, the courier boy just shuffles awkwardly inside the front door, not really knowing who or how to proceed.

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses betray the amount of drinks that likely have been recently consumed, and there's some stranger at the front

"What are you, my mother?" Behaving completely inappropriately to someone looking out for her wellbeing and trying to help, "Not a chance you skunge, dream on. My dad ain't available, Gods-uhn..."

With that, the callous human girl took a drunken swipe at Keshka to try and retrieve some of those bottles of liquor. But in Val's current state, not only did she miss the mark by a few inches, she also overextended in the process, leaving herself rather embarrassingly open for a counter-maneuver should the changeling wish to exploit it.

Meanwhile just beside them, Violet innocently looks up and, quite smiliarly sloshed as her human surrogate sibling, answered Val's question guilelessly, "That is unlikely, as you do not bear any resemblance to the odd-eyed one, Val."

As all this raucous ensues, the courier boy just shuffles awkwardly inside the front door, not really knowing who or how to proceed.

The tiefling walks in to what truly looks to be an extremely awkward situation at the tavern. There's yelling, accompanied by what could be a catfight at the bar. Empty bottles and shot glasses bely

"What are you, my mother?" Behaving completely inappropriately to someone looking out for her wellbeing and trying to help, "Not a chance you skunge, dream on. My dad ain't available, Gods-uhn..."

With that, the callous human girl took a drunken swipe at Keshka to try and retrieve some of those bottles of liquor. But in Val's current state, not only did she miss the mark by a few inches, she also overextended in the process, leaving herself rather embarrassingly open for a counter-maneuver should the changeling wish to exploit it.

Meanwhile just beside them, Violet innocently looks up and, quite smiliarly sloshed as her human surrogate sibling, answered Val's question guilelessly, "That is unlikely, as you do not bear any resemblance to the odd-eyed one, Val."

As all this raucous ensues, the courier boy just shuffles awkwardly inside the front door, not really knowing who or how to proceed.