A night at the Inn

[Shinling]

::Melissa comes in as soon as the doors open for a good strong drink to night. She seems to have one thing on her mind.. that that erasing it.. or at least killing off the dumb brain cells to make room for the smart ones, at least she hopes. She seats her self at the bar, nearest the tap the halfling can get::

"Eh, Bartender, I need somethin' strong.. and keep it full" she says with a smile.
She leans back, sitting fairly proper at the moment, and watches the other patrons as the enter and go about thier drinking.

[Shinling]

::Melissa Slams her third mug on to the bar's counter:: "dats good! more pleezs" ::her proper posture has fultered quite abit and she is more leaning over the bar. her gaze falls on her mug and see starts to get lost in the dark reflection of her face.

[SuperMunch]

Freldo scratches his beard...

Fascinating... A drunken halfling, must have dwarven blood in her.

*laughs*

[Shinling]

::looking around to see where the laughing is coming from, hoping to see something funny, but not seeing its sorce::
"ooh what where?" she says into her mug as she drinks from it again. she laughts to her self just because she hears the
laughing.

[Shinling]

::Melissa laughts her way over to the notes pined to the wall of the bar. she starts to read them over as she drinks drinks from her mug. Melissa stops as she sees a note that caches her attention. With her face still planted in her mug she picks up the closest thing she can write with and starts to write sloppaly on the note. Her letters are rather big and she wrights right off the paper of the note and on to the wall, diagnoally I might add. Melissa starts to tip over as she right and sawys back and forth. When she finsihes righting she pushes the tip of the quill aganst the 'G' and starts to slide down the wall slowly falling over, the quil drawing a curvy line the whole way. Her head hits the wall as falls the rest of the way to the ground with a thump.

"ouchy!.. Nooooo my Ale! dang it! that was really good too!!" she picks her self up, leaving a wet spot on the groung, and finishes what little is left in her mug. Tipsy, Melissa walks her way back to the bar for a full mug.

[Shinling]

::retreving her mug from the bar Melissa sports a large grin at the thick liquid:: "Caaahaaahhhhh" she lets out as she ends her first large gulp from the mug. "gets better and better" Melissa mills about the Inn and talks to who ever is willing and many that are not willing.. Luckly she is a girl, so the non willing let her balble and pretend to enjoy hoping shes too drink to properly judge who shes talking to.