As the pair returned to camp, Lorag, quite predictably, welcomed them both with open arms. Likely the only thing stopping him from hugging Fendros around the neck was the worry that he might drop some of the bottles. "Ahh, there you are. Took your sweet time, didn't you? Eh, what does it matter, you're here now, so we can get this thing started. Come on, pass a drink around to everyone. We prepared the ogre meat while you were away; Janius even cooked yours."

The Orc took a seat by the fire, eagerly awaiting his drink. He glanced over to Meesei for a moment before speaking. "You want a drink too, Alpha? So you at least don't feel like you're bein' left out?" He asked. 

"Don't worry, it's just as amusing to watch all of you slowly lose your minds as it is to drink myself. But sure, I'll take a drink." Meesei responded.