Zykovian T’Erilan, Male Altanian Hp's: 24/28
AbM[sblock]Zykovian opened a cupboard in his kitchen area and swung open the cooler trap door. Zykovian smiled, hoping his day was getting better by this sign - sure enough, there looked to several beers remaining, including one heady lager. He grabbed the lager and another beer and closed everything back up.
"Managed a beer for you, Fedowin," Zykovian replied. "In fact there's another one for each of us after these are done, if you're interested."
Zykovian made small talk with everyone for over an hour, until the knock on the door.[/sblock]
Zykovian opened the door to see Abdiel and Molpe . . . a very upset looking Molpe. Zykovian offered in S/E/HP "Wow, I take it your class was really bad . . . or were you attacked again in the street. Come in both of you, let me get you something to drink - make yourselves comfortable. I think you know everyone here - Mhrazhar, Fedowin, Melody, and I."