Boundless
You take one sip, and become instantly intoxicated...
A man approaches from across the bar. His attire is simple. He is wearing a long brown robe.
Is that simple, you wonder as you're clearly blazed out of your mind.
This man places his hand on your shoulder, his other hand carrying a small leather bound book.
You tense up at the touch, but realize that this is your first co tact with anotthwr person for quite sometime.
The man then says, "child drinking is not the answer, but God is."
You cry in aggreeance. This man leads you out of Northgate into his monastery.
A man approaches from across the bar. His attire is simple. He is wearing a long brown robe.
Is that simple, you wonder as you're clearly blazed out of your mind.
This man places his hand on your shoulder, his other hand carrying a small leather bound book.
You tense up at the touch, but realize that this is your first co tact with anotthwr person for quite sometime.
The man then says, "child drinking is not the answer, but God is."
You cry in aggreeance. This man leads you out of Northgate into his monastery.