Domi

“I’ve seen almost every kind of would-be adventurer there is,” Rufus said, then looked at Jason. “Almost every kind. Back at my family’s academy…” He trailed off as Jason, Gary and Farrah all picked up their glasses of juice, draining them dry simultaneously. “What was that?” Rufus asked as Gary refilled their glasses from the pitcher. “What was what?” Jason asked. “Never mind,” Rufus said. “Back in my family’s academy…” Again all three picked up their glasses and chugged back the contents. “What is happening right now?” Rufus asked. “Wait, are you playing that drinking game?” The other three erupted into laughter. “What is wrong with you people?” “It’s just juice,” Gary said as he started refilling the glasses again. “It is just juice, right?” “Fresh-squeezed,” Jason said. “So, now every time I mention my family’s⁠—” “Hold up,” Gary said, waving his hand at Rufus. “I can only refill these so fast.” Rufus panning his glare around the table drew fresh peals of laughter. “I hate you all.”
― Shirtaloon, He Who Fights with Monsters 1