Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140703144312/@comment-7497475-20141111111243

Looking at the glass, Wynne studied the liquid inside. She didn't recognise it, not that she could have. Clearly it was expensive. Or perhaps just highly valued.

''To think I mostly used this for physical wounds. And here Vermont is suggesting it for mental ones. To each their own I suppose.''

"You have an interesting way to heal the body. I can't say it will have the same effect on me. Emotion is not active within my mind."

Picking up her new drink, a mouthful of the golden liquid went down her throat. She barely even noticed the taste burning in her mouth. If this kept up Wynne was surely heading into the grey area that was being drunk. It would hardly be the first time she'd been drunk. Very little about her changed, albeit her thoughts were very difficult to form. The resolve that this would be the last drink rose to the surface.

"Do you often speak this in depth with you customers?"