Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160516065101/@comment-28016164-20160629091752

"Ahh..now to get me self some rest..oyeeeh, im tired." He walks to his room where the bed that he long awaited is located in, Well, Ale, this day ain't that bad, a few hiccups wouldn't ruin your mood, aye?..hehhh. Ale took a seat in a medium sized stool that he placed near his bed, and ponders for a bit.

He took a his mug from a table nearby, and poured some of the beer that he dranked with Dalton, apparently, he still wanted more..even a man who drinks everyday has his limits when it comes to drinking, and soon he found himself in a hangover.

Walking sloppily to the bed, in his drunken state, he finally slams himself on to his bed, and began sleeping, Snoring loudly. Little did he know though, that his weapon is not in its place, now it is left in the tavern's dining hall, He was too drunk to came up with an idea to return his weapon back to its place.