C.A.R.P.S.

Dravec stumbles into the tavern, there are tears running down his face. He can barely speak but anyone nearby can hear.

"I need 5 bar. I don't care what I have to do. I just need it now." he mutters before he slumps onto the floor, a disheveled mess.



*by all means, speak here or send PM if interested*

Stag taps Dravec on the shoulder, and motions him to follow him outside.

Dravec get's up, and follows Stag outside...

A few moments later, Dravec enters the tavern. He appears much less worried.

"Hey all, Stag is going to help me out. Thank you."