"What do you want?"
The Duke Baroka pushed his half-empty can of liquor towards Motan, shrugged his shoulders: "Sorry, I didn't prepare another cup, but I want to drink with you now, Mr. Dabus"
"That's fine, that's fine~" Motan chuckled heartily, pulling out a colorful crystal bowl with the logo of the Gold Coin Commerce Association from under his robe. It was a decorative piece picked up from an upscale suite at the Pavilion of Colored Glaze. He scooped up half a bowl of strong liquor and gulped it down. Then he smiled unfazed: "I want quite a lot."
Duke Baroka was stunned by this 'poet' who not only drank but also finished more than half a bowl of ArchFire Intense, a fiery liquor that challenged even dwarfs. Anyone else might have choked up by now, but he still seemed unaffected, even smacking his lips, looking enthralistically at the remaining ArchFire Intense.
This alcohol is more expensive than its weight in gold coins, it cannot be wasted in such a large gulp!
