IC Heroes for Hire I

[Yas392]

Tryst

Tryst looks at Gorsomm and then at Veltar. The effect of the beverage is affecting him. He is groggy, eyes are drooping, he just want to get this done with. It's is probably not worth the quarrel.

A swooshing of robes and Tryst is beside Karnack, blocking his path to the barrel. "Stop Karnack, you do *hiccup* not know *hiccup* what you will *hiccup* wrought."

"See those men over there *hiccup* and the man over there. *hiccup*"

Tryst uses his head as a guide, inclining to the militia and to the barkeeper. He has to use that large body of the barbarian to support his gradual increase of weight.

"They will take away *hiccup* your axe and your right to *hiccup* avenge your brother."