S
Sarloch
Guest
Original poster
He nodded and smiled, adding some more liquor to the shaker. "Alright, sounds lovely." He said as he grabbed two glasses and set them down on the little bar he had set up for himself. He poured the greenish liquid over some ice and tossed the shaker into a sink, then handed her one glass, and sat down, taking a sip of the licorice/mint/wine combination that, while strange, was pleasing in an odd sort of way. "Perhaps when the game is over we both lose something for every piece lost, so that one person doesn't loose all of their clothes?" He asked as he picked his cigar back up just in time to keep it from going out.