LockeWarsaw
Serf
Locke slowly forces his way through the thick oaken door as the sting of exhaustion begins to set in. Parched lips forms a forced smile as he fights his way to the bar, anticipating the presence of liquor in front of him.
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Heh,Ah yes, another traveler breaches these gates eh? Please sit, have a drink, stay a while as I am sure you are weary from your journey. It is a pleasure to meet you in the humble abode of the sanctum and i do hope I can continue to be of service and see more of you around these parts in the near future my friend. Cheers!
He reaches a hand out to the bar, It's a pleasure to meet you as well. Now if you could do me the pleasure of refilling my glass of whiskey, I would most certainly appreciate it.Ah yes, another traveler breaches these gates eh? Please sit, have a drink, stay a while as I am sure you are weary from your journey. It is a pleasure to meet you in the humble abode of the sanctum and i do hope I can continue to be of service and see more of you around these parts in the near future my friend. Cheers!