Tihlas' head throbbed a little as the woman stumbled over to her wyvern, giving him a look as she went. It irritated him a bit, knowing that she would have to be the first person he needed to gain the trust of, and it likely wouldn't be easy. So, it surprised him when she tossed him a flask of rum, which he caught and held in front of him, a little confused at the sudden change in attitude. [i]Some of the good stuff, huh?[/i] He thought to himself, it seemed suspicious though, and why did she feel she had to say she hadn't drank out of it? Whatever, he needed the drink after the previous events.

Right before he opened it, the woman spoke again, threatening to take it back if he didn't drink it soon. Feeling he had to now, and thinking it as a way to get back at her for the way she'd been acting towards him, he opened it and downed it in one go with a somewhat annoyed look. It took a bit, but the drink started to work its magic as his face began to redden. Though it would take more than a single flask of it to make him very drunk, or wasted, maybe.