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Windsong
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This time it was he who didn't bother raising an objection. No sense in going thirsty after all.
"John! Two please! Cold as ya got!" There wasn't a reply more than a grunted guffaw from the gorilla of a man that made Cobiah look like a child.
"Good thinking. I talk better when I'm not thirsty." It was an oafish grin now on his face as the drinks were delivered. Tin flagons topped to the brim in stereotypical beer fashion. A pence to pay them both dropped into the waiting server girls hand, or was that two because of her bright smile?
"John! Two please! Cold as ya got!" There wasn't a reply more than a grunted guffaw from the gorilla of a man that made Cobiah look like a child.
"Good thinking. I talk better when I'm not thirsty." It was an oafish grin now on his face as the drinks were delivered. Tin flagons topped to the brim in stereotypical beer fashion. A pence to pay them both dropped into the waiting server girls hand, or was that two because of her bright smile?