fermented apples
Iko
Weaponsmaster
11-09-2021, 05:38 PM
Things were freaky, that was for sure, and while Ashmedai would fight any mortal being, he didn't do Feelings or God Things or Supernatural Shit or things like that. Sure, call him a coward, he might even agree, but currently, he was running from his worries with his best alcoholic intentions in mind. He tipped and drank the crisp alcoholic drink and while he wasn't sloshed, he was very at least slurring when he came upon the horned woman. He was sure he had seen her before- and look at her, sniffing rotten apples! Ash lobbed his half-empty bottle towards her feet. "Ma'am, I do believe this will be a good deal better- and stronger- than any wormy ground apple." He saddled on over, still some good distance away. "It's good for chasing worries away, emboldening, and making some bad decisions without too many regrets. Which are you trying to do?" |
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.
