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RATHMAR
“Get the fuck out of here! And don’t come back here again!” screams a woman’s voice right before the door shuts.
Stumbling back, it takes some effort to crane my neck up to look at the tavern door and not let my head droop again.
“Come on! This is all one big mistake!” I yell out. But I know I am not being let back in.
I turn around, my world spinning endlessly in my drunkenness. I’m so dizzy I almost fall over just standing still. I whisk the bottle in my hand up to my mouth, finishing the remnants of the zhisk inside. Tossing the now empty bottle aside, I begin stumbling forward.
“Got… to get more drink,” I groan to myself.
Gripping the wall for support, each step forward feels like a massive jump. Bringing one foot over the other is a challenge in itself. It doesn’t help now that my headache grows into a migraine, eac pulse of blood sending waves of pain throughout my entire body.
The walls eventually come to a stop where I then must hold onto a less than sturdy fence in the hopes of keeping upright. I look behind me. My body feels as though I’ve walked a marathon but in actuality, I’ve only gone forward by a few feet, causing me to feel pathetic.
“Ahh… Fuck it.”
Pressing forward, there comes a blur as people walking by at normal speed move too quickly for me to register. I’m still sober enough to the point where I can spot them actively trying to avoid me, with some even crossing to the other side of the street.
“What’s the matter?” I yell out to a minotaur who quickens his pace as he slips by me. “Do I scare you or something?”
None of the residents say anything back
Why is everyone looking at me so strangely?
I come to a corner, turning and accidentally bumping into a large city guard whose height looms over me. I stumble back, gripping a lamppost just in time to save me from falling over.
“Hey!” I slur. “Watch, uh… watch where you’re going pal!”
The guard peers down at me with a look of both frustration and sympathy.
“It’s you again, Rathmar,” he growls underneath his breath. “You better not be causing any trouble around here.”
“Ha! Me? Causing trouble? Don’t you know me at all?” I quip.
“Only too well. Look at you, you’re already drunk.”
“Oh whatever, leave me alone then.”
“Just watch yourself, Rathmar,” he snarls.
Waving him off, I take a deep breath and continue on down the street. Coming up on my left is a general goods store that I know has a wonderful selection for alcohol. Tasting the ale on my tongue, I chuckle gleefully as I amble inside the building.
“Good evening Khudiax!” I exclaim, waving to the shopkeeper.
“Oh… It’s you,” he mutters, sounding disappointed.
Everyone’s in a bad mood today…
I wander over to the alcohol, browsing the shelves for my favorite brand of ale. It’s the one with the highest concentration of alcohol. Laughing to myself, I pick it up and make my way to the counter where Khudiax stands.
“Sir, if I may please purchase this fine product from you,” I chuckle.
“No Rathmar,” says Khudiax. “There’s no way I’m selling this to you.”
“Pft, what?” I hiss. “Why the fuck not? I have the money this time.”
“Even if you did, which I know you don’t, you’re way too drunk to have another drink. Don’t you have a home to go to? It’s getting late.”
