Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20171228011522/@comment-31595069-20180101030626

Cecil gave a grin and a wink as she poured the potion into the mug and gently pushed it in front of the drunken Royland who had Histo forehead on the counter. Cecil soon watched as Royland took hold of the drink, raised his head and took one large swig...Before his liver could no longer hold and once he downed it. He laughed to himself before falling from his chair.

“Thanks a bunch bartender. I’ll take care of my freind’s freind now.” Cecil stood up and lifted Royland up by his shoulders. For a lustful cat, he had a good arm on her. Of course, Mamano were stronger than ordinary men after all.