After our run if with the not so successful bandits the trip was pretty quite, i mean there was the occasional monster that appeared on the road but they where all weak so it's not really worthy of mention. By this point me and Katia where taking turns directing the horses whilst the other would rest. Fortunately we wouldn't need to camp the first night since there was a village we could reach just after night fall. This let us sleep in warm beds and the horses had a chance to rest which was always good, you never want to exhaust them and have them drop dead half way through a journey especially with how expensive they are.
As we arrived in the village it seemed like a quiet little place, nothing that noteworthy about it and there was barely anyone out on the streets since there was no walls to protect it from monsters and the like. We soon arrived at the tavern and booked a room and a meal. It was dirt cheap... I mean like 15 copper for the entire experience. (100 copper = 1 silver, 100 silver = 1 gold, 100 gold = 1 platinum. In terms of relevance 1 copper is also roughly equivalent to 1 British Pound so Vaughn actually received about 2 million pounds for defeating the Gnoll king and has some fucking expensive drinking habits spending about £5000 a bottle). I didn't need to spend any money on drink since I had my wonderful new flask, and they didn't have anything worth buying. One thing that did catch my eye though was the pretty young thing working as a waitress, she was a beast man girl who seemed to be a cat kin. maybe in her early 20's and had a pretty face and a lovely figure, I think it might be time to go courting later but for now I need a good piss up... I've not been anywhere near drunk enough lately and I can feel the accumulative hangover taking its toll.
about an hour had passed and me and katia had been served and finished our meal, it was some mediocre gruel that wasn't particularly nice but im not picky and I've definitely ate worse. Like seriously I've been forced into eating raw orc once and that is a fucking experience let met tell you. Imagine like the cheapest most gristly cut of beef you can imagine. Then take that and dry age it for a month in lovely rub of dog shit. That about covers it. If you couldn't tell that by this point I was already pretty drunk from the way my minds wondering to weird shit but thats what happens when you give an alcoholic an unending supply of dwarven whisky. It doesn't run out and i dont have to get up to order another one, Its fucking bliss.
Another few groups of Hunters where in the tavern and they seemed to be the meat headed type which might lead to some un times. They where having arm wrestling contests and drinking contests and all sorts of other things that could be considered extremely fun. The drinking contest obviously drew my attention the most, but this time it had a special reason, the person who was winning was a dwarf and they had a tolerance to rival my own.... this will get interesting. I stood up downing the contents of my flask only for it to fill back up in my hands, I fucking love this thing, Worth the entire platinum I spent on it. (yes you math is right, he spent the equivalent of £1.000.000 on the flask). Then I headed over to the dwarf not taking my eyes of him and he seemed to notice it as he had a smug grin on his face thinking there was another challenger he could easily flounce.... Oh how wrong he is.
As I reached him I sat down in the free stool next to him and got a closer look, He seemed to look slightly older than middle aged so probably around 100-125 years old. A greying goatee beard and a bold head.
"So what you drinking there bud?" I slurred out since, and im not afraid to admit it, but at this point I was furloughly shit faced.
"some weak piss aye, what's it to ye" the dwarf replied in a rough voice with a mocking grin on his face.
"well if you drink with me tonight I've got something that might hit a bit closer to home." I said whilst chucking him the flask. He opened it and took a sniff and suddenly his faced turned half surprised and half delighted. He quickly took a large gulp to confirms what he smelled and broke out into a huge grin.
"Whats a human like ye doing drinking this stuff, ye'll die ye know" (all dwarfs have a semi-Scottish accent).
"oh really? your telling that to the man with a bottomless flask of the stuff?" Saying this I let out a large chuckle and couldn't contain my laughter.
"bottomless? your talking shit!!" he shouted before chugging the entire contents of the flask just to feel it completely refill in his hand. "no fucking way....". The dwarf now looked like a kid on Christmas and I knew I was in for a fun night. we carried on drinking and talking shit for hours, Katia came over to join us at times but often went back to sit at our table since she was not quite as into it as I am. I also noticed that she was meeting with shady individuals occasionally but thats fairly normal considering her connections to the criminal underworld.
At this point in the night My memories started to get fuzzy, I remember making an attempt to seduce the waitress/barmaid but have no Idea how it went, I think I managed to force Katia into acquiring me both a large quantity of dustleaf (effectively marijuana) and a nice party sized amount of black sand (cocaine) which explains why my memories got even fuzzier at that point. I then went on some kind of walk on which im pretty sure that I killed a troll and There was something about a Vampire but who the fuck knows. I then came back to the Tavern where I shared my latest scores with the dwarf much to his happiness and then everything kind of fades to black. My next memory is a fight with one of the meatheads where he punched my a few times and then I laid him out flat. I think Katia then Punched me for some reason or another and then my memories of the night no longer exist.
Well fuck.... My head is killing. This sucks but it was worth it because last night was some of the most fun I've had in a long while... I can't seem to remember who won the drinking competition though. Whats even more confusing and also very enjoyable is that there appears to be a certain very naked and very sexy catkin girl sharing my bed. Thats a bonus... shame I can't remember any off it. Ill just have to wake her up and create some new memories for to fill in for last night. But no you bunch of perverts you dont get to find out about that.
A couple of hours later and I'm back down in the taverns bar area and being filled in on my disgraceful behavior off the previous night by katia. Apparently the dwarf passed out shortly before the catkin girl took me upstairs so Im the winner and one of the few, maybe even the only, Humans that can say they beat a dwarf in a drinking contest. I also dragged a troll corpse through town and forced some low rank and very scared hunter to buy it for 20 copper.... Fuck knows why but I did, and he will actually make about 200 silver from that so I dont see the problem. She has no idea about the vampire thou but I do have a bite mark on my neck so she believes me that I met one. Considering that I'm not dead though means its one of the peaceful(ish) ones with sense that dont go round draining people dry so its no skin off my chest. I think I actually thought them and they ran away but I could be imagining that one. Lots more shenanigans went on but I've covered the best bits. And with that its time to get back on the road.... Oh yeah... katia says that unless I learn ti pace my self shes confiscating the new drugs she brought me... goddammit.