Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200423213810/@comment-25808351-20200428233513

Lance: Marcus makes his way to a liquor cabinet where Samia grabbed the glasses. He turns around and looks at Lance with a raised eyebrow as he reaches for a bottle.

“Uh, you sure kid? This isn’t some colored water with a kick. This stuff was distilled right here in town, under my watch. It’s strong enough to give a Red Oni a headache....” Marcus holds up the bottle by it’s neck and shows it to Lance. The liquid content on the inside was almost as black as tar.

“What would you like to know?” Samia sips her glass. “Favorite foods, my hobbies, where I ruled?”