[IC] Medieval Assassins

[Sapphire]

Since there was no longer any rush Caitlin slowed down and enjoyed a particularly good bottle of scotch she noticed Thrash handing the bartender a black bottle, listening carefully to his words she felt a bit worried. "I can't help but wonder what's in that bottle of yours."

[Scara_blood]

"Got it when I took a job in a small village." he drank some brandy and continued. "They call it 'The Devil's spit'. Everyone who had it would through up. Can you survive?"

[Sapphire]

"I appreciate the concern, I will be fine." Caitlin was ready for whatever Thrash tried to trip her up with.

[Scara_blood]

"Trust me, it will be hard." he laughs and finishes the last one. "Well, it's time."

[Sapphire]

She nods as she holds the last of her bottles in her hands, it was now very late at night but most people had stuck around for the finale. The night had been filled with jokes, horrible singing, several emergency bathroom trips, and lots of drinking but both of them were barely past tipsy. Caitlin strengthened her resolve and quickly finished the bottle then looked at the cup that had the 'Devil's spit' in it.

[Scara_blood]

Thresh reached for the cup like it was another. "Ready?"

[Sapphire]

"Of course!" Caitlin smiled, confident that she would be fine. Holding the cup in her hand she counted down, "3...2...1..."

[Scara_blood]

He drinks It like water gulping it down. He slames the cup down. "Stuffs like the best brandy."

[Sapphire]

She smiled as she took her time to finish the cup then placing her glass next to his, "Agreed, it's amazing."

[Scara_blood]

"Yes. The snake poison makes it better." he looks at her to see her reaction.

[Sapphire]

Caitlin slammed her head on the bar, "This is going to hurt in the morning..." She turned to look at Thrash her head still on the bar. "Did it come with snake poison or was that added later on?"

[Scara_blood]

"It came with it. Rattler I think. The best. Anyway, time for the bill, this will cover for everything." he places a necklace on the table.
-Bartender- This is the princesses!
"You will return it and you will not say my name." He turned to Caitlin. "And her room too."

[Sapphire]

Caitlin was beginning to feel the effects of the insane amounts of alcohol she had consumed worsen, "I can pay for my room! I'm not a child and I'm also not poor." She was quite the argumentative drunk.

[Scara_blood]

He looked at her inquiring. "Alright, if you wish."

[Sapphire]

She crossed her arms and made a face of defiance as she paid for her expenses, she tried to get up but after almost falling she sat back down envious that Thrasher was almost perfectly fine. "We should do this again... but I doubt that will be my attitude in the morning." She giggled secretly dreading what would follow tonight, the alcohol was bad enough add snake poison to the party and you have a recipe for disaster.

[Scara_blood]

Jason seemed like he ad not had anything to drink at all. He heard her giggle and was confusied. "Would you like to have a spar?"

[Sapphire]

"Haha! No... I doubt I'm up to it plus...nevermind." The thought had come into her head to show her abnormal strength by throwing something but the last time she tried that she demolished a market place and several other building. The circumstances were different, in that particular incident some one stole her bag.

[Scara_blood]

"Alright. Well this was fun, off to bed." he gets up from the counter and starts for the rooms.

[Sapphire]

"It was, wasn't it." Caitlin watched Thasher leave and began to get up herself and attempt to access her room.

[Scara_blood]

Thresh enters his room to find a wooden bed and a note.
Listen, you are to take out the bartender. If you do so, you will be rewarded. K.
"Don't like this.."