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gnu | BS: Mudcat Christmas Tavern 2016 (121* d) | RE: BS: Mudcat Christmas Tavern 2016 | 21 Dec 16 |
In a dark corner, a man sits. Crumpled. Hovering over his ale and slowly shaking his head in a muddled manor. He motions the keep. When at the table, he mumbles to the keep, "A round of Turkey Turd Beer for the house. Tell them to raise their glasses to Spaw." He shuffles out the back door without saying a word and leaves but a few tears on the table. |