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Review the rules of this challenge on this post
Over by the bar, Sam was already setting up a number of tumblers and shot glasses. The ensorcelled bartender actually appeared to be enjoying himself as he pulled out a number of bottles. Amongst them he had some traditional brands, while others seemed to be the creations of Magnus Wight , and some other items that were brewed by the Spring Queen.
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Tally couldn't help but get in close to study the various brands that maybe be going down her throat. Sure, she has enjoyed a hard lemonade majority of the time she visited a bar, but she only did minor sips of it once every so often, mostly nursing it more then gulping it down like she'll have to for this partiular challenge. Still, her gaze turns to the questionable contents in some of the bottles, she could only guess at who made those as she rubs the left side of her neck, her black sweater's inside brushing upon the back of her hand.
With a sigh, she pulls her hand away and glances around, waiting to see who else will approach.
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It might seem like cheating for a Brewer to join a drinking contest, but maybe it was just natural? Besides, it was just as likely that an ogre or something similar would be taking part as well. In either case, Magnus doesn't seem to care as he make a bee-line for the bar. He eyes the products on display critically, with a flicker of a smile as some of his own creations make the list.
A Drinking contest... well thats just natural for the Spartan Warrior. Spartan's were famed warriors but knew very well how to celibrate their victories.
Spartan takes a seat at the bar and gives a nod to the bartender.
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Justin was an experienced enough bar patron to know he had to do something before he got settled in for the contest. Since he didn't have a designated driver and the decision to join the event was made somewhat on the fly, he removed the keys to his truck from his pocket and surrendered them to Sam.
Taking a seat at the bar, he leaned over to see what was being offered for the contest. He wasn't sure how well he would do - the last real drinking he had done was back in his college days - but he figured that if he wound up puking or passing out it would be worth a few good laughs for someone.
Looking over at the bottles, his brow furrowed slightly at the murky contents in more than a few of them. If I wind up getting a worm I know I'm gonna blow.
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Smudge was grinning as he headed for the bar. He was about to get drunk and for free!
"Messy," he commented as he took a seat.
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Perry took a seat next to Magnus. "You know, I wish we had liquor that looked this good back in law school," he complimented the Winter brewer, pleased to see the man again.
Lawyers drank. It was a mandatory first year class that everyone repeated in second and third year. The first rule was: it doesn't matter if you pass out. Just make sure to do it well.
Rook walked to the bar, with a faint smile on his face. In truth, he felt a bit like a teenager even entering a drinking contest, but the title of the Red Victor meant that he had to set an example.
Which didn't necessarily mean winning.
It just meant competing to his damnedest level.
"Ah, well. This looks like a fun way to kill off what remains of my liver."
Honestly, he wasn't even sure he had a liver. From the way his insides felt, he was mostly steel and fire.
Maybe he had a fire liver.
He never wanted to find out.
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Clare followed behind the others, eyeing the variety of drinks as best she could around the other competitors. "Hee, It's a great way to end a night, Rook."
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Heath the Minstrel was all smiles now that he was back at the bar. Sitting down on an available seat he looked back and forth between the contestants excitedly, his thick hair bobbing to and fro. "That's the spirit, folks!" he adds to Rook and Clare's banter, no pun intended. "Everyone wins at this game!" And he was sure he'd be smashed by the end of it. If he did win by some amazing chance he wondered if he would even remember it.
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