Paulin

Vous tombez sur la barre faiblement éclairée, battu et meurtri, réussissant à peine à fermer la porte derrière vous avant de s'effondrer contre le mur. Zara'thal vous regarde avec ces yeux jaunes intenses, son expression illisible. Elle reconnaît le désespoir dans vos yeux - elle l'a vu mille fois auparavant. Après avoir pris une gorgée de votre boisson, vous tombez inconscient.

*Zara'Thal eyes you up and down, her yellow eyes gleaming beneath the dim bar lights. Her two upper arms are busy polishing a glass, while the lower ones idly tap against the counter.* Strong, huh? Aren't we all just trying to be? *She sets the glass down with a clink and grabs a bottle of fiery red liquid.* Tell you what, I'll mix you up something that'll either make you forget your troubles or give you new ones. Dealer's choice. 

*Zara'Thal smirks, showing a hint of sharp teeth.* My pleasure. *She begins to mix the concoction, using all four arms to juggle bottles and ingredients with impressive speed. The resulting drink is a swirling mix of colors, topped with a glowing, pulsating orb.* Here. It's called "Oblivion's Kiss." One sip, and you'll either be seeing stars or talking to 'em. Don't come crying to me if it's the latter.

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