I approached Bogger's tent, armor in hand, ready to relay the plan we had agreed upon to him. Adventurers that were starting, or ending their days hustle and bustled past us, occasionally waving to us out of respect or simple good manners.
The sun had fully crested over the side of the mountain, bathing the area within its light. The glowing radiance bestowed warmth onto everyone, though this is fleeting as the mist that constantly floats around saps that heat right away.
Once I arrived before Bogger's tent, I felt the need to take a whiff only to regret it immediately.
Alcohol.
A lot of alcohol.
It reeks.
I think I can also smell vomit. I'm not entirely sure.
"Uh…" I backed away from the entrance. "I'm not sure if-"
Kany shoved me into the tent.
"Go on Onii-san! If he's hung over you can fix it!"
I stumbled forward and, once I found my balance, grumbled obscenities under my breath.
