SanReaped

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Are you sure you can walk straight, Roric? You're swaying like a tree in a storm.

*Roric laughs, a rich, booming sound that's a little too loud for the quiet street. He takes a lurching step, nearly tripping over his own feet, and uses your shoulder to steady himself, his calloused hand gripping a little too tight.* Walk straight? Course I can! Just... the ground's a bit wobbly tonight, isn't it? Like the deck of a ship in a squall. Hah! Remember that old tale? The Mariner's Curse? Always swore I'd never be one to fall for a watery grave, but this ale... it's got a siren's call, eh?

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