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Weekly Contest #351
“One mud, please,” she said.“One mud,” the bartender repeated.The man beside her frowned. “You mean a mug?”“No, sir,” she replied.The bartender set the drink before her, and she lifted it and drank. The liquid settled into the cracks along her skin—stone and clay, uneven, fractured, as if worn by time.“…Ah.”The man shifted slightly. “Pardon me, miss. Just making sure.” He took a sip from his drink before adding, “If I may ask… where have you been? You seem to be in rough shape.”She lowered the cup and looked at herself, as if checking for th...
Weekly Contest #350
“I’ve never seen a man take a beating like you,” the rogue said, laughing as he raised his drink. The tavern buzzed with lively patrons in the warmth of the afternoon as he and his party rested.“I mean, I do need to defend you guys, haha!” the large blacksmith laughed, chugging down his drink.“We were never in danger—we were literally in the next room of the dungeon,” the archer replied snarkily.“I just wanted to make sure we were safe on the way back. So, you’re welcome,” the blacksmith joked.“You’re so gullible,” the archer laughed. “I mea...
Weekly Contest #348
-This may contain a kid being terminated, but not in a brutal manner... just a heads up- “You’ve slain a thousand, why remember one? It’s just another score to count!!” The tavern swelled with noise. Mugs slammed, ale spilled, voices rose to match the young mercenary.“I mean, really, if I were to kill that many, why even spare a moment of your time, right?” He bellowed as he leaned far back in his chair. “Yeah!” his posse agreed with him as they sloshed their ale around. He noticed a quiet patron on the side, not fawning over him like the ot...
Weekly Contest #347
"How many cups does it take to drown a man?"The stranger asks the man with an empty cup and a missing leg"Bartender, one for me."Requested by the stranger, and as it slid his way, the man took it and, without a word, drank it down"Make it two."As the stranger added, the man finally drunkenly muttered"Why do you care? Hic-"Sighed and replied"You know, sometimes it's easy to let it out with a stranger." He spoke after sipping, and silence greeted them after “...” As you hear the alcohol from his mouth, he muttered, “Listen up, as I won't repea...
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