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[a_god_of_the_arena]

*slurring*

Do not smell like goats...

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[bloodforged]

If you sleep with goats, you'll smell like one.

[a_god_of_the_arena]

I do NOT sleep wif goats...not that I remember.

[bloodforged]

You weren't sleeping in any of the fucking tents, that's for sure. That only leaves the stables.

[a_god_of_the_arena]

*stands,wobbles, sits*

I will have you know that I was sleeping with women. Beautiful women. Not goats.

Your mother may have been the exception to the beautiful and goat rules.

[bloodforged]

What was that about my mother, fucker? [Agron kneels in front of the other and gives him a look that would make a lesser man shit himself.]

[a_god_of_the_arena]

A lovely little baaabaaa... *yes, that is the sound for a sheep, not a goat, but Gannicus is quite drunk, so...*

A moment... *Gannicus pukes all over the floor, barely missing Agron's shoes*

[bloodforged]

Fucking sheep now too, are ya? [He looks in disgust at the other man. It's a bloody good thing the other missed his shoes, considering that he wears sandals. Gannicus would have more worries than a being a little sick in that case.]

[duxducis]

Gannicus... [Do you hear that disappointment?] What have you gotten into now?

[a_god_of_the_arena]

Ah...that's better...

*slams fist on bar* More wine!

[a_god_of_the_arena]

*points to goblet* This large and lovely drink, for starters, old friend.

[duxducis]

I'm not blind... nor is my sense of smell inhibited. [He scrunches his nose.] I'm more... curious why someone believe you sleep with goats. None of us smells like roses exactly.

[bloodforged]

There's no bar here Gannicus.