Alyssa Fadlan
One Last Drink
I'm dying of thirst, I must have one last drink before the search begins. I have always found this port town a wonderful place to quench my odd appetite, with much riff-raff of the lowest orders who make such fine companions when you're really feeling famished. You will often find them wandering alone some dark back alley, broken spirits long forgotten by this cold, unforgiving world and with no one to miss them after they are gone.
One Last Drink
I'm dying of thirst, I must have one last drink before the search begins. I have always found this port town a wonderful place to quench my odd appetite, with much riff-raff of the lowest orders who make such fine companions when you're really feeling famished. You will often find them wandering alone some dark back alley, broken spirits long forgotten by this cold, unforgiving world and with no one to miss them after they are gone.