Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140610145102

"Right... Come on, you need to get some rest and snap out of this sorry state.  You're goona feel this in the morning..." Silver then wrapped his arm around Margie, and began to lead her down to her room on the lower deck.

"Lucky for you I know a special cure for hangovers.  Tastes terrible, though." , Silver said as he shuddered at the memory of drinking it.

Never getting THAT drunk again...

As Ciarán reached the bottom of the staircase and peered into the room, he was... Appalled by what he saw. It was an entire skin of the creature they saw in the mural. A SHEDDED skin. Which meant if this thing was still alive, it was even bigger now. And Ciarán felt no need to stay down here longer than he had to. Looking to Liadan, he put it bluntly.

"Grab a sample of the skin, and let's get out of here."