Today's OneWord: Thirst
"I have a mighty thirst!" roared Rowan as he entered the tavern. He promptly crashed into a stool and slammed his fist down on the bar, nearly knocking over a poor woman's ale.
I rolled my eyes and called for the barkeep again, watching as he refilled my glass with deep, sweet amber. Then I forked over a two-coin to Rowan with a lazy flip of my hand.
"Enjoy quenching your 'mighty thirst,'" I teased before heading back to the corner table where Liza was waiting.
I rolled my eyes and called for the barkeep again, watching as he refilled my glass with deep, sweet amber. Then I forked over a two-coin to Rowan with a lazy flip of my hand.
"Enjoy quenching your 'mighty thirst,'" I teased before heading back to the corner table where Liza was waiting.
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