RP- End to the Grudge

[Jack Teach]

James shakes his head

No thank you sir, I do not take part in any magic, regardless of how beneficial it is. Besides these ribs aren't that big of a problem

[Grimreaper]

Flint just nods as understands

Trial by fire kinda guy, I like it...

They will mend over time

[Meliva]

Eloth shakes his head.

I could never lose a drinking contest-I can't get drunk-Id drink this entire bar dry before I even got buzzed.

[Grimreaper]

Flints eyes sparkle with ambition as he snaps his finger and summons a bottle of Whiskey called "Holy Water" , strongest alcohol ever made enough to kill a human with one shot, quadrouple distilled in Hell its self


The flasks curse will not allow me to mix emotions and drink together, it will stop me every time

But this is a game for demons an champions like us

He sets the bottle in front of Eloth an sits in front of him before looking to Vune

Vune, If he accepts can you promise not to watch and make sure Zeph dosnt either...

I have waited a long time for a contest as such

[Meliva]

Vune shrugs

We finished talking here anyway. Come along now moppet, imp, breezy, cherub. We should rest in the lair and restore our energy.

Eloth just looks to the drink sighs, grabs it and downs the whole thing. Once done he sets the empty bottle down and just looks to Flint.

I told you. I quite literally can not get drunk. Hand me a hundred of those bloody things and I won't get drunk. It ain't no fun for me to do any drinking contests-i won't ever get drunk no matter what i drink. If you still wanna try feel free. I won't say no to free drinks, but know that i won't be getting drunk.

[Grimreaper]

Flints eyes grow wide

There was only three of those bottles made, All three were made when time was created at the very beggining when Lucifer was cast down to hell by God himself

I just happen to own the other two, But Ill be leaving now since you just drank something old as time its self

Flint walks out the bar astonished an heads to the bunk Aloeth supplied him

[Meliva]

Eloth watches him go, as Vune comes back in and just folds her arms. She says to him slyly.

You need help getting to bed tyke?

Eloth grumbles and nods as he whispers

I may in fact be a little tipsy.

He goes to stand but stumbles as Vune grabs him and sighs.

Wasn't a good idea to down that you know. But no worries tyke ill get you to bed.

He groans somewhat upset.

Please tell me that aint the nickname you picked for me.

Vune just laughs

Yup. Your tyke now.

The 2 go to bed, and the island is silent as all slumber.

And that's where I think ill end this one. In another day or 2 a new one will be put up.