<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/c4C5CZX.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Yokun da Nukoy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884568#msg15884568)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Boxer<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>A small river to the North of the Cypress tree/ Evening/ W1D2-Castalin<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Suna<br/><br/>As the Fluffy Gnoll went limp Yokun looked around the other two were knocked out cold as well. All and all he'd call this a win for two unlucky fools like them. He's heard stories of a single Gnoll wiping out a group of four armed travelers probably way more skill and experienced than either he or Suna were. If there was any reason to celebrate this would be a reason! Still glowing he took the Elfs hand and showed her where he and the Gnoll had been fighting. The big male was still in a furry pile at the end of a long row of wheat. "I punched Blue Balls in the nose and sent him flying! I've never done that before and half expected to be shredded for even trying!"<br/><br/>As she brought up the keg he gasped. Yokun had totally forgotten about the keg that started this whole shit show. Moving past the Pink Elf he tried to remember where he had thrown it. He missed hitting Fluffy with it, but that didn't mean it wasn't splinted across a big rock somewhere the precious ambrosia of alcohol seeped into the earth getting some dirty worms or moles drunk at Yokun's expense...that just wasn't right! In fact it was a crime against nature in his opinion! Stepping around the small Gnoll he dropped to his knees feeling through the tall wheat and grass. "Oh where is it! Where is it!"<br/><br/>He gone below the crops for a few minutes before he let out a triumphant yell. "Haha success!" Popping back up to his feet he walked back to Suna smiling. "Pleasure to meet you too Suna, but hope you don't mind drinking on the road. I know a place we can go and not be attacked, but we're gonna have to drink our prized little keg as we go." Pulling a small metal cup from his belt he held it out and flipped the now cracked keg over it. A steady trickle of dark strong smelling alcohol began pouring out filling the cup in seconds, there wasn't much left, maybe three cups apiece, but the experienced drinker could tell right away it was strong stuff it made his eyes water just holding the keg on his shoulder. With a wink and a smile he handed the cup to Suna. "Pretty ladies first." He said as he stepped to begin walking back to town.