<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/43/fe/2d/43fe2dd56d4067c258d1ef3b85e0ca15.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Level</strong>: 1</td><td><strong>Xp</strong>: 0/8</td><td><strong>Coin</strong>: 10</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Armor</strong>: 0</td><td><strong>HP</strong>: 19/19</td><td><strong>Load</strong>: 3/8</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Str</strong>: 8 (-1)</td><td><strong>Dex</strong>: 16 (+2)</td><td><strong>Con</strong>: 15 (+1)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Int</strong>: 9 (0)</td><td><strong>Wis</strong>: 12 (+0)</td><td><strong>Cha</strong>: 13 (+1)</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Scarlet Blaze (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318428.msg15339366#msg15339366)</span><br/><strong>Action:</strong>Drinking and gathering info.  Scarlet Blaze rolled: 2d6, adding 1 to the total<br/>Comment: gathering info   Result: 5, 5,  Total: 11   Roll ID = https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145811 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=145811)<br/><hr/>Scarlet was in a jovial mood when they first set out.  That mood quickly eroded by Mazz's continuous complaints. By the time the slime woman was on her third - or was it the fourth - wine skin, Scarlet was loudly wondering what might happen if one were to boil a slime.<strong>"Think they'd evaporate or would you have something like a  flambe?  With as much alcohol as she's consumed, do you think she might just go up all at once?  I bet the flame would get taller than Radja."</strong>She wasn't really serious, though, you likely wouldn't have guessed by the looks she kept shooting at Mazz.<br/><br/>Mirwen walked beside her, from time to time, when she wasn't busy plying alcohol or food to Mazz.  While they speculated about the traps they might find in the library, Scarlet spoke loudly in reply to Mazz's most recent complaint.<strong>"So we have to walk there <em>with</em> her and walk back?  If I get hit by poison darts, do me a favor and don't save me.  I'm sure the poison will be far less torturous than this."</strong><br/><br/>For the first time in her life, she was actually grateful that the alcohol had run out.  Since it seemed<em>that</em>was the secret to shutting up the cute pink slime girl.  She did greatly appreciate everyone's efforts to placate Mazz, and laughed her ass off every time the diminutive Nin shoved a fruit into the slime-girl's mouth.  It reminded Scarlet of a roasted boar, which made her wander again if Mazz would melt, evaporate, or just become crispy around the edges and jiggly in the middle.<br/><br/>The last bit of the trip, Scarlet's original mood returned.  She laughed and joked.  Her jokes, shockingly enough, weren't about lighting teammates on fire.  Everything changed again, when Dusklit came into view and Mazz began insisting she be allowed to partake of the tavern.  The most recent loud demands seemed to break Scarlet.<br/><br/>She began muttering and stuttering to herself, nearly incoherently.<sub><strong>They better only serve water.  I.. if they have liquor I.. I'm gonna burn it all down.  I.. I told them I didn't wanna go with her.  I said if I have to go with her then I'll probably burn something down.  I took my wine skin.  She can't have my wine skin.  They better only have water.  I.. I've done it before.  Mark my words.  I.. it's all gonna go up in flames."</strong></sub><br/><br/>Not trusting herself not to do something she'd regret, she waited for the rest of the party to enter the tavern.  When it came Radja's turn, she couldn't help snicker along with Nin. That was the biggest pert ass she'd ever seen.  It almost made the entire trip worth it.  She smirked as she watched Nin's helpful groping.<br/><br/>Once Radja was unstuck, Scarlet walked past Nin and whispered,<strong>"if I'm ever stuck like that, you absolutely have my permission to "help"."</strong>She gave the brute a wink and entered the tavern.<br/><br/>To her chagrin, the tavern had alcohol.  Upon learning that she looked at her team, tried to gain eye contact with as many as possible, then pointed to herself, and then the opposite side of the small tavern room than where they'd taken a table.<br/><br/>She didn't care to drink alone, but it was better than sharing another minute with Merrytongue.  She eyed the farmers and patrons skeptically.  Was this the old man bar?<em>Old and ugly</em>, she thought.<br/><br/>When a waitress dropped off her food and ale she asked,<strong>"is there another tavern, by any chance?  You know where the young men, and women, go to relax and have fun?"</strong>She pursed her lips and glanced around the room once more.  There had to be one doable person in this sleepy little hamlet.<strong>"Is it the white liquor y'all keep saying will put hair on your chest and give ya balls?  You do know we're ladies, right?  Futas can all burn in the hottest flames."</strong><br/><br/>Figuring she would have to settle, she downed three beers in quick succession then pushed a stool out in front of a young man.<strong>"Hi, what's your name?"</strong>she asked as she turned on the charm.  She leaned forward, allowing her ample breast bulge against the low cut top.  Her hands rested on either side of her chin, and ruby colored eyes smoldered as she hoped he had a bit of wits, a bit more where it counted, and no wife he needed to hurry home to.<br/><br/>She smiled warmly at him,<strong>"tell me, what do you know about the library? And have you ever had a red head before?"</strong>