: "Still... I'm here, and so may as well take a breather. What's Winter
: got for a warlock lately come from poking about in forgotten desert
: crypts? I'm parched."
:
: Rennyb tipped a small pouch onto the bar, spilling an assortment of
: exotic coins, crumpled notes, ore nuggets, gems, and the occasional
: button or bottlecap onto the bar.

I've grown accustomed to the fact that patrons rarely actually enter through
the front door. Keeping a poker face throughout all of this gets easier
with
time.

I offered a warm, slightly moist towel to the Wizard, it smelled vaguely of
lemons. And as for the drink...

I pulled Midori and Absolut Vodka off the shelf, and reached for Mello Yello
in the Fridge and don't ask why I have that on hand. I mixed the Midori,
Vodka, and Mello Yello with spring water, poured it into a chilled glass and
set it in front of the Wizard.

A 'Liquid Desert'.

I took a particularly old coin more for it's uniqueness, rather than the
value of the metal.


Winter