Pity Party (Party and Races!)

Álarr trailed after the rest of the Fireside crew, a bottle of wine held in the satchel slung over his shoulders. He could use a drink and this particular wine held herbs within it to help with his pain. Nothing too strong, he wanted to have more than a couple swallows. Thankfully, he'd been healing well. The stabbing pains had gone leaving only the dull aches and occasional pinches when he moved. When he arrived Álarr added a few more bottles of wine to Sparrow's stack, offering her a gentle smile. He didn't really know what to say so he settled down nearby to pour himself a drink, he looked to Jynn and nodded in greeting.