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[@Raijinslayer] [@Leslie Hall][/center]

“[color=goldenrod]And that’s how you get it done![/color]” Asahi claimed with confidence, a smug-like grin plastered on his face.

As Rising Sun was among a group of Cloud Chasers, they looked at him with a mix of shock and awe and loathing. Most of them were of his age, while the others were a few years older. They didn’t believe him that he could out drink them. They claimed that he couldn’t hold his ale. They claimed he wasn’t able to outlast them because they drank more than he did. He claimed he could. They were doubtful, so he would show them.

And so there was Asahi, slightly tipsy, possibly unable to get up on his own without some [i]support[/i], but he got up, and he roared, shouting, “[color=goldenrod][b]I AM THE BEST DRINKER EVER![/b]![/color]”, followed by a loud belch, then he hiccupped. 

Asahi would traverse through the surprisingly spacious tavern as he staggered on his feet, knocking into - and down - those who were in his way. When they would say something, he would retort back. A few times on his route to where Maude was tending, he would find himself in a few little skirmishes. Some he walked away with no violence, but there were a couple that were just as [i]loose[/i] as he was, so of course they tussled for a few rounds until both grew bored of each other.

Taking a seat at the booth, Asahi seemed to arrive just in time to hear Maude go on about something that he had no idea about, then he heard Laz request a refill of ale. “[color=goldenrod]Oi, Maude! I’ll have what my bud here is having![/color]” Asahi didn’t hestiate to bring Laz into a forced embrace as his left arm roped Laz’s head close to his sweaty pits.