T'Lora didn't waste any time getting drunk and by the time Has'la had caught up to her at the bar she was already halfway through her first bottle of tequila. Finding a mule for their upcoming salvage wouldn't be too hard. Looking across the room she could see plenty of strong young humans. [b]"Take yur pick. Any o' these mules'll do."[/b] She was more concerned with her bottle at this point and paid no mind to the man trying to make a sale. If there was one thing T'Lora was good at, it was drinking.