Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160516065101/@comment-28016164-20160607140039

Ale's head is still full of question after that fight, Who was that lassy?, what does she want?, why is she hurtin' dalton?...But he managed to gain one conclusion out of it, that she is up for no good. Nevertheless, he promised Dalton free shots for the night. So he walks to his cellar..and picks a bottle of fine grade alcohol. He then went to the kitchen to grab two mugs, and walks back to where Dalton sits.

"Ahhh..here ye go" Ale said as he puts the bottle and the mugs, placing one mug on his side while the other on dalton's with the bottle placed between them. "So, lad" He said as he opened the bottle with his bare hands, "What's with that lass tryin' to hurt ya?..i, think she has some grudge on ya or something.." He continued to talk while pouring the content of the bottle to both glass.

"I think that yer in some sort of chase and run ..that lass was about to kill ya. So..i do what i do" Ale smiles warmly at him. "but..some questions blasted my mind like explosives...Who was that lassy ?, she's not something normal as we all can see..for a little lass like him..me thinks that she is on par with huntsmens  yer age.."