KitsuneSam

Van stumbled, reaching for the microphone.  He was in The Hollow, of course.  No one stayed in the Amber Capitol anymore.  It was empty.  He was jobless, and at the moment he was also very drunk.  At twenty-six you’d think he’d know better than to drink so much, but he rarely drank.  He didn’t know it would take so much to get him drunk.  Varg got drunk pretty easy—or maybe he’d never been drunk in the first place?  What if the big German was pretending the whole time?  Whatever.  He picked up his bottle and tilted his head and the drink back at the same time.  Empty. He squinted at the screen, reading the words haph