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[color=f26522]"Ah ale, you never managed to fail me do you?"[/color] Caligate slurred as he squeezed the empty mug close to his chest. [color=f26522]"WENCH! My friend here is empty, he could use some... liquid..."[/color] The argonian drunkenly slid a gold piece towards the center of the bar.

[color=f26522]"I have a lot more forgetting to do, so if you could hurry up that would be great!"[/color] A maid came by and grabbed his coin and empty mug. The argonian had been at it for about two hours now, and had only gotten up from his stool for the occasional bathroom break. The Shit Faced Tavern was true to it's name, Caligate was indeed past that phase of shit faced. 

As he waited for this ale, he looked around the bar. He had been fixated on his drink for so long, more people had come and gone since he had entered. A large, burly, barbarian man was talking to the barkeep. Caligate couldn't quite make out the words, but he had heard something along the lines of "elven," "mage," and "blood on his hands." 

[i][color=f26522]Ah... A bounty hunter! There's good coin in that![/color][/i] Caligate fiddled around in his pockets, looking to see if he was low on coinage. A quick second of rifling around showed that he was indeed dead ass broke. [i][color=f26522]Looks like I may have found pay for a room for the next week...[/color][/i]

As the barbarian threw down his coin purse, Caligate slumped himself up and walked over to him. He brought himself quite close to the mountain of the man, close enough that the barbarian could smell the Ale on his breath.

[color=f26522]"Doing hunting are we?"[/color] Caligate said, trying his best not to slur his words. [color=f26522]"You know, two always makes better company than one, my friend. This... elf... you speak of. He probably has tons of lackey's by his side, no? I can provide assitance."[/color]