"Amber… Don't get yourself dead drunk again," I warned as she ordered her fifth beer.
She giggled, "It's fiiiiiine~ Don't you think their beer tastshhhee good?"
While she wasn't completely smashed yet, she was most definitely getting there.
But I do have to agree with her on one thing though, the beer they are serving here actually tastes pretty good.
Looking at how packed the place was, I'd say that most people around here also agree.
Heck, I didn't notice this before but there's actually two bar counters with the other one more packed with patrons and staff than the one we were at.
When I asked the owner why, he told me that the counter we were at was reserved for Mercenaries registered with the Guild while the rest of the bar was open to the public.
Seems like he at least thought about the Mercs at least.
I turned to the bar owner cum guild staff and raised my mug of beer, "How did you even make something like this?"
