"all the more reason for him to drink, maybe he'll learn from his hang over this time" Alara managed before sitting on the ground and weezing hard. "that guy's got one hell of an punch" alara exclaimed before inspecting his stomach from underneath his leather chest plate. Bruising would come in lightly but in a large area. his arm was merely scratched compared to any real damage but it stung like a nest of hornets and the sand moving in the air didn't help his case much.