Complete 18+ Challenge Pormont SKÅL!

[Yugam]

Score: 12
Drunk: 4/5

"Listen here you..." It took a colossal effort for Yugam to not start laughing as her face turned red with annoyance. "Oh, I'm listening, noona," the man said with a teasing smirk until the older woman bopped him on the head.

About half-way through Lune's explanation about why he was a racist, Yugam's mouth began to open to point out that Luthien did in fact like Despacito before Lune caught herself. Yugam laughed again. "I mean I'm not a fan of drinking culture either, I just figured you'd like souju. Like in general, ninety percent of 'em are better than other drinks." The flavorings weren't always amazing, but Yugam had yet to have a bad flavored souju. Bad flavored vodkas though? Far too many.

"You go to church?" Yugam asked, genuinely surprised as he refilled both glasses with wine again before drinking his down in one long gulp. The poor man's stomach churned for a moment, the amount of alcohol certainly not agreeing with his lack of food at the moment. Although, it might have been for the best, as Yugam lifted a fist to his mouth and choked down a dry heave. After a while, the alcohol just became gross, it seemed.

@Lune

Roll Result
1d100 (54) = 54
vs DC50: Success! +1 Point
DC50 | Yugam | Skal!

 

[Lune]

For this time only, Lune agreed with the dongsaeng, nodding her head a little. At least soju feels smooth to drink. "Yeeeah... the strawberry-flavored one tastes nice with Yakult. Still not a fan of alcohol."

"Whenever I have free time on Sunday." The woman slowly sipped the wine as if she was kind of a wine connoisseur. "Why, I d-don't strike as the religious type-e-e?" She stuttered.

Her throat felt so dry... and burning hot. Lune could feel her vision begin to blur, before burying her face between her arms on the nearest table and dozing off. "Allllright, that's my cue. See you in fiveee when I wake up again." She waved to Yugam before dropping limp.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (27) = 27
DC50 | Lune | Skal!

 

[Vina Skysong]

Score: 11
Drinks: 8
Drunkenness: Too Much

I'm sure everyone expected you to get up again Tipsy~ There's nobody better at holding down their drink after all~

The impact of Tipsy's tankard against her own made some of Vina's ale spill over as well, the vixen looking at what remained inside of her tankard before chuckling. While the water had helped her sober up a little she was still feeling rather fuzzy, but it was a pleasant buzz that just made her happy to be here spending time with good people.

I'll do my best to keep up~! Skål~!

Putting the drink to her lips she tipped her head back and quickly gulped down what hadn't been spilled by the enthusiastic toast. As more alcohol entered her system it was almost as if the previous drinks were bolstered, a swimming feeling overcoming the vixen even as she placed the tankard back down, almost dropping it before grabbing hold of the table instead. A hiccup followed soon after, the silver-furred vulpis clearly having trouble remaining standing.

Heh...~ Seems like... I'm not quite over the last round yet~ Sorry Tipsy, looks like I can't keep up~

If it wasn't for the table she would have fallen already. However, since the point of the competition was to see who could hold the most liquor Vina conceded without hesitation. After taking several moments to gather herself she slowly let go of the table.

I hope the rest of us will last long enough for you to drink your fill~ But for now I think I need some water~

Her words slurred as she gave Tipsy a happy if somewhat unfocused smile, then slowly made her way over towards where she could get another tankard of fresh water to douse herself with.

Rolls

SKÅL!
Roll Result
1d100 (4) = 4 (Failure!)
DC 15 | Vina Skysong | Round 3

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Recovery
1d100 (65) = 65 (Success!)
DC 16 | Vina Skysong | Round 3

 

[Bright Kat]

There was no question now, Luthien had taken a hefty lead, and the rank of favorite amongst almost everyone in the tavern. She was beautiful, kind, and seemed like the sure bet to win, and many of the onlookers who weren't initially impressed had even come around. The jovial nature of her round with Ronja, despite the disgusting end, was more than enough to keep plenty of the patrons in good spirits.

Some onlookers were hoping that Vina would end up giving Tipsy a run for her money given the previous round, but poor Vina just seemed to be faltering, and Tipsy showed no signs of slowing down after her initial fall. Tipsy was polite to Vina after she bowed out of the round but just kept right on downing mugs. Booze was like water for the large woman, and when a bartender offered her actual water she dumped it over the poor bartender's head in response. But really, he shrugged, he probably should have known better.

Some people were listening in on the conversation that Yugam and Lune were having, but very few Landers actually understood what the two were talking about given that it was about real-world topics, and most just went back to their focus on Luthien and Ronja.

As the scores were placed on a nearby board for all to see, many of the bettors who bet on Luthien early couldn't help their excitement at the woman's score. Many toasts were going around, certain at this point that the woman just couldn't lose.

Round 4

Rules

• This is a challenge and is private to only the players signed up for the event. If you wish to RP watching the drinking competition, please make your own separate thread and invite others to join you!
• All players compete on their own.
• The max word count is 400 words excluding BBcodes.
• Comms may be created to shit talk with your opponent.
• Each Cycle will be a self-contained round of drinking. Rules on this are explained on the right.

Setup

• Your goal is simple, drink as much as you can and prove how hardy you are by staying standing the entire time.
• You will compete in a drinking test against each other opponent until you are too drunk to stand back up, voluntarily give up, or all other competitors have been knocked out of the competition.
• Being the last person standing is not necessarily a victory, though it is likely. The competition is to see how much each person can drink, so points will be tallied based on the number of drinks you consume along with victories earned. If you can manage to drink a lot, even if you lose a round or two, you may still come out victorious!

Objective: SKÅL!

Mechanics
Each Cycle will be a round against your opponent, and you will each post until a character has fallen over from drinking too much. Once all participants have completed their round of competition, a new one will begin!

For each post you make, you must drink. Each drink causes a stacking debuff on your character, and it will get exponentially harder for you to stand with each pint you consume. Your DC is 5 for the first check, 15 for the second, 30 for the third, 50 for the fourth, 75 for the fifth, and 95 for each subsequent check where you and your opponent manage to remain standing, out of a d100 roll.

You will earn a point for every drink consumed, and 3 points for remaining standing when your opponent goes down. If you are the last person standing, you will earn a bonus of 10 points!

After each participant has finished their round, the loser must make a check to see if they can even get back up again. Once your character goes down, they must make a d100 check against X DC where X is the number of drinks you have consumed over the entire competition. If you fail, your character cannot continue.
**MECHANIC UPDATE** For this round, you will multiply the DC by 3 before rolling. For example: If Tipsy has drank 3 drinks on round 1, 4 drinks on round 2, and 3 drinks on round 3, she will roll a DC of 10 * 3 for 30 DC to get back up after falling over.

Players may, if they remain standing once their opponent has gone down, continue taking drinks to earn extra points. This will continue from their current drunken level, and the DC checks will continue to get harder with each drink. However, if at any point they fall over from their extra drinks, the extra 3 points from the round are forfeit. These extra drinks must be taken one roll at a time, until the player chooses to stop or falls over, and then all rolls will be tallied in one summary post. This summary post does not have a 400-word limit.

Tipsy will get up and resume competition if there is, at any point, an odd number of competitors.

If you have been eliminated, but still wish to RP, then let me know and I will make a Megathread for onlooking the remainder of the competition IC.

ROUND 4

@Lune [10] vs. @Luthien [19]
@Yugam [15] vs. Tipsy Skidshot
@Ronja Bubblyfoot [15] vs. @Vina Skysong [11]

Point totals are next to each player's name for reference.

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Eliminated:
Fiora Di Angelo [5]

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

"BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!" Ronja tried to avoid @Luthien despite her friend having to hold her for her to not fall on her knees. It continued for a bit, but eventually it slowed down, with a couple gasps.

"Bleh- cough-! G-God! cough--" She emptied both her stomach and her lungs, breathing heavily and raising her face to look at the ceiling, with a mild comfort coming with the rubs on her back until her trembling legs slowly stabilized once again, and she managed to stand on herself, still holding Luthien's arm while she took a water mug. "Th-Thanks." She gulped some water, not too fast, trying to catch her breath right after and as soon as she seemed stable again, she sighed "Phew... This... Thanks, Lu- Ronja thought she was going to blue screen-" She rubbed her eyes, but soon another call for another round caught her attention.

"Ah! Right-" She looked at her friend. "The bet. It is still on!" She said, smiling weakly before turning away and letting her go, waving and chanting "Good luck..."

And when she was finally facing @Vina Skysong, she snatched a tankard for herself, offering another to the fox girl before narrowing her gaze looking at her, with the sight being somewhat blurry, but still enough to see her well enough to distinguish details. "Snow fox." She took a sip of her own drink, waiting for Vina to pick her own up. "Animal girls... Fluffy." She nodded in approval, taking another sip.

"Ah. This game is very unfair!" She went all in for her drink.

Animal folk were too cute!

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (87) = 87
DC 5 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Skal

Total Drinks: 13
Total Points: 16

 

[Lune]

Total Drinks: 11
Points: 11

She walked towards her next opponent, which was @Luthien again. "Guess who's back," Lune grinned, having survived all that alcohol. Perhaps the grin was too manic, perhaps not. Alcohol does things to people. "Back again."

Slamming two goblets to the table to their side, she motioned to the superior alcohol to the elf. "Alright, let's just drink the wine. Everything else tastes gross."

Already grabbing one for herself, she raised it high into the air before uttering the word that she already heard at least a thousand times during the past hour.

"Cheers."

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (98) = 98
DC 5 | Lune | Skal

 

[Luthien]

Score: 20 (Drink Count: 11)
Drunkness: 1/5

+1 pt for drink consumed

A quiet chuckle left her lips as she imagined magias being victims of the dreaded blue screen of death, her hand continuing to trace soothing circles on her friend’s back as Ronja stabilized herself. "Mhmm, we’re both still standing so our wager continues." It didn’t take long for the magia to be back in high spirits, the elf content to wave back and wish Ronja luck as the next round was announced.

She couldn’t help the small pout that crossed her lips as her gaze sought out the hunter. Part of her had hoped for a challenge round against him, but as the event continued and they all kept drinking… Well, she was highly doubtful of making it past this round.

The familiar voice of her unnie caused Lúthien to turn around with a big grin on her face, easily recognizing the lyrics before matching Lune’s energy. "Shady’s back, tell a friend~" It might not be the match-up she’d hoped for, but it wasn’t unwelcomed either—especially considering how abruptly their first round had ended.

"Wait, they had wine all this time?" A puzzled look befell her as the older woman slammed two goblets down on the table, her hand happily reaching for one of them before carefully swirling the contents inside and taking a whiff. "Smells pretty nice~"

Sure, her intoxicated ass wasn’t gonna be picking out any flowery hints from the scent or citrusy undertones in the flavor, but it was still a welcomed change to all the mead she’d been guzzling. "Here’s hoping our livers don’t quit any time soon, salud!" Her glass carefully clinked together, before the blonde proceeded to finish the burgundy contents within with ease.

"Oh, that’s good… like, really good."

---

Chug Chug Chug!
1d100 (97) = 97
❰ Success! ❱
DC 5 | Lúthien | SKÅL!

@Lune

 

[Lune]

Total Drinks: 12
Points: 12

"Yes, these ones don't taste like overpriced puke." Lune chuckled watching the elf swirled the wine around while smelling the aroma. To her uncultured sense, it's just alcohol and grape juice. Do they even have grapes here? Or was it from a different breed of fruit altogether?

"Don't worry, I can always grow another liver." The woman gave a thumbs-up after finishing that round, before reminding @Luthien that it's not a joke. "Literally."

She smiled, before gulping down another goblet of wine, tossing it aside after finishing. The taste began to blur inside her mouth and all she could feel coming down her throat was... a lot of heat? Alcohol poisoning more or less slowed her natural regenerative powers, that's handy to know.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (59) = 59
DC 15 | Lune | Skal

 

[Luthien]

Score: 21 (Drink Count: 12)
Drunkness: 2/5

+1 pt for drink consumed

"Hey it could’ve been worse," A light chortle escaped her lips upon hearing Lune’s descriptor of the mead the landers had brewed for them. "At least it's not a Natural Light."

To their credit the mead itself hadn’t been horrible, it’s just that the blonde wasn’t used to drinking such large quantities of it. If left to her own devices Lúthien would’ve probably opted for shots, or some sort of fruity cocktail that went down nice but had an insane volume of alcohol hidden in it. "I swear, you animancy users are insane."

There was a hint of amusement as she spoke, her eyes trailing off to look at Yugam as he faced off against Tipsy this time around. It was funny how the pair shared a couple of masteries between them. She’d opted to refill her goblet instead of getting a new one, though the blonde visibly struggled to down the contents this time around.

"I think mixing might’ve—hiic—not been the smartest idea." Despite her own struggles she still managed to raise an eyebrow as Lune chucked her glass away, her own placed back on the table to wait for the next refill. "Really hope hango—hiic—hangover’s don’t transfer IRL."

---

Chug Chug Chug!
1d100 (24) = 24
❰ Success! ❱
DC 15 | Lúthien | SKÅL!

@Lune

 

[Yugam]

Score: 16
Drinks Done Been Drunk: 13
Drunk: 1/5

"Why, I d-don't strike as the religious type-e-e?"
"Not really, no." For one reason or another Lune did not respond, her attention suddenly seeming to be far away. Yugam lifted a brow and simply watched her for a moment as he took a sip of his drink, more a patient time filler than a challenge for her to match him.
"Allllright, that's my cue. See you in fiveee when I wake up again." Lune set her head down on the table with a not so gentle thud. "...Jal jayo." Welp, time to go find his next competitor.

A little bit of wandering and mingling later and Yugam found himself sitting across from...someone he surprisingly (or maybe unsurprisingly with how little he got out) didn't recognize. "Nice to meet you," Yugam said lifting his mug to clink glasses with the woman. "May the drunk get drunker!"

@Bright Kat

Roll Result
1d100 (39) = 39
vs DC5: Success! +1 Point
DC75 | Yugam | Skal!

 

[Lune]

Total Drinks: 13
Points: 13

"What's that? I hear hiccuping, Luthien."

Upon hearing the elf's reaction to the mixed alcoholic drink (which was a 200 IQ play by Lune, really, trying to eliminate the strongest contender) she began to tease her with a smug grin on her face.

Grabbing another pair of goblets, she quickly handed the archer one of them. "Surely, you can handle another, can you?" She looked at an opportunity and decided to strike when the iron's hot.

"Cheers."

She quickly drank the wine, not giving @Luthien any chance to breathe or rest.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (65) = 65
DC30 | Lune | Skal

 

[Vina Skysong]

Score: 12
Drinks: 9
Drunkenness: 1

After emptying two tankards of cold water onto her face Vina felt a little bit better, although it was clear that she was having trouble stomaching all the drinks she'd slammed down. Compared to someone like Tipsy who practically lived for such events the vixen wasn't a heavy drinker, nor did she have the kind of constitution that allowed her to shrug off any physical ailments.

Still, she wasn't so far gone yet that she was out of the game, and even if she did feel a bit dizzy she was still having fun. With the next round starting up Vina went to her next opponent, a brunette magia that she thought she'd seen before but couldn't recall the name of.

Hey there~

Her words were slightly slurred, the vixen's usually cheerful and friendly smile now also having a slightly more... affectionate tinge to it even towards a stranger. Not too strange, given that for Vina practically everyone was a friend, even if it was a friend she hadn't met yet. She giggled as her opponent identified her as a snow fox, taking the offered tankard before shaking her head.

Close, but not quite~ I'm a Scandinavian Red Fox, but I can see why you'd go the other way~ (She twitched her ears.) I guess giving myself white fur is cheating a bit isn't it~? But I am very fluffy either way, so you're right there~

She studied the pretty magia a bit closer. While she'd been mostly focused on her drinking partners her sharp hearing allowed her to eavesdrop even when she wasn't really trying to, so she'd picked up on how almost every contestant seemed to be familiar with one another, including this one. She probably could've also used that information to get her name, but... well, no worries.

Don't worry, if it's unfair it's unfair in your favour~ (She lifted her glass.) I'm Vina Skysong, and to my new friend I say...skål~!

Down the hatch went her first drink for the new round. It went down smoothly enough, even if she could understand why some of the other competitors were looking for alternatives by this point. She might not have lost consciousness yet, but her belly was beginning to feel quite full.

Rolls

SKÅL!
1d100 (99) = 99 (Success!)
DC 5 | Vina Skysong | Round 4

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Luthien]

Score: 22 (Drink Count: 13)
Drunkness: She down and out

+1 pt for drink consumed

"Shud—hiic—shuddup…" Her words slurred out as the girl brought her free hand closer to her face, trying to fan some cool air towards her cheeks. Was it just her, or had the room gotten hotter as the rounds had progressed?

There was little time to focus on that thought as Lune plucked two more goblets, the older woman relentless as she pushed one of them in Lúthien’s direction. "Pffft, of course I—HIIIC—I can…!" She’d never been one to back down from a challenge after all, her stubbornness both a blessing and a curse depending on the time and place.

Her previous goblet was released before she took hold of the newer one, downing the contents shortly after her unnie, and for a moment all seemed to be well… until it wasn’t. Eyes closed tightly as a hand rose to press against her forehead when the room suddenly spun, before she felt the familiar heat of the alcohol rapidly rising up her chest.

"Huurg—!" She covered her mouth as the first wave of nausea rolled in, crimson eyes quickly pinpointing the trash can in the room, before the blonde hurried towards it at record speed. "Bleeeaaagh!!!"

---

❰ Chug Chug Chug! ❱
1d100 (16) = 16
DC 30 | Lúthien | SKÅL!
❰ Failure! ❱

❰ Keep Standing ❱
1d100 (12) = 12
DC 39 | Lúthien | SKÅL!
❰ Failure! ❱

 

@Lune

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

Finishing her drink, Ronja slipped a sigh, peeking at @Vina Skysong and raising an eyebrow.

"Scandinavian Red Fox?" Ronja's eyes narrowed looking at Vina as she leaned in to look closer. "You look too white! Ronja agrees, you are cheating!" She nodded, but not really mad about it, just intrigued.

"Red Fox, White Fox, Gray Fox. All are cute and pat material! All of them are very fluffs" She declared, throwing away her tankard and going for another, holding it with both hands and looking at her opponent once again.

"Nice to meet- Vina. Ronja is Ronja, and this is for our new friendship, the unfairness... And for the fluffs!"

She raised her tankard.

"FOR THE FLUFFS!"

She went for another round, gulping down all the drink excitedly.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (92) = 92
DC 15 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Skal

Total Drinks: 14
Total Points: 17

 

[Vina Skysong]

Score: 13
Drinks: 10
Drunkenness: 2

It's cheating, but red ears wouldn't make sense with white hair, would they~?

That Vina's hair was white was so self-explanatory that it didn't warrant further discussion. The vixen giggled and nodded as Ronja declared that all foxes were good regardless of their colour, lifting her own tail so she could run her fingers through the fur.

Agreed~! Whenever I feel down I always have my own fluffy tail to cuddle and feel better~! (She nodded.) And of course, anyone who wants to can pet my tail as well~! It's only fair~

Rather than throwing her tankard away she filled it anew with the golden-brown liquid that was making everyone's head spin by this point. Her tail was now wagging happily behind her as the vixen lifted the tankard to answer Ronja, smiling widely and a bit stupidly as it was becoming difficult to focus.

To friends, unfairness, and the fluffs~! Skål~!

Gulping down the ale she managed to hold it down, wiping her hand even as she saw that @Luthien had finally reached her limit and was now trying to empty her stomach. The druidess blinked, then put her tankard down and giggled softly.

I think dear Luthien has reached her limit~ Cure Poison should do the trick, right~?

Rolls

SKÅL!
1d100 (44) = 44 (Success!)
DC 15 | Vina Skysong | Round 4

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

"Yeaaaah! Red ears with white hair would be too muuuuch" Ronja nodded, feeling something gurgling in her throat, and her sight being impoossibly blurry now. Oh, here it was coming again, the hiccups.

When it was revealed anyone could pet the tail, Ronja perked up. "Oh oh oh! Ronja ca HIC- Ronja can?"

She wiggled the fingers of her free hand, looking at the fluffy tail excitedly, but as soon as she noticed @Luthien letting rainbows spill on the floor, with @Vina Skysong speaking of it, she winced and pursed her lips. "Luuu- HIC- Are you okaaay?" She asked, concerned, holding the tankard with both of her hands with a troubled expression.

It didn't seem she would receive any response for now, so she decided to check up for her friend later.

"That's... True! Ronja can... HIC- Brew out... HIC- A potion for her later!"

Her eyes then went down for her drink.

"But for now..."

"SKÅL!"

And she gulped everything down again.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (50) = 50
DC 30 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Skal

Total Drinks: 15
Total Points: 18

 

[Vina Skysong]

Score: 14
Drinks: 11
Drunkenness: 3

Vina nodded slowly in response to Ronja's clear eagerness, the desire to pat the fluffy tail near-universal and thus completely expected. The vixen smiled as she lifted her tail again, its length allowing it to reach Ronja's side so she could feel the silken-smooth fur with her own hands.

Of course~ I'm more than happy to let my friends enjoy my body~

She winked and giggled, but the tail remained in position for the brunette to pet should she decide to accept the offer. In the meantime Vina came to the same conclusion that it'd be better to let Luthien get most of the alcohol out of her system the usual way, especially since the two of them were still in the game.

That also works, even if it might be tricky to convince her to drink anything right now~ Either way, we'll figure something out...~ For now, skål~!

And there went her... how many drinks had it been? She couldn't even begin to count, but the fact that she was still standing was remarkable in and of itself.

Rolls

SKÅL!
1d100 (70) = 70
DC 30 | Vina Skysong | Round 4

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

Ronja stared at @Vina Skysong with her mouth forming an 'o' as she listened to her words. "That's a- HIC- Funny wording-" Ronja remarked, glancing at the fluffy tail again with sparkly eyes, with her wiggly hands nearing it and eventually.

Pet.

"So fluuuuuuuffy!" It intensified for a moment. "HIC!" Ronja gasped, looking at the tankard, and even becoming momentarily sober.

"Oh right, the contest, let Ronja..." She reached for the tankard, resting it on her lips for a moment. "You are right, Vina, Ronja will just wait Lu to have her system to calm down for now."

She gulped the drink down, letting out a sigh.

"And maybe Ronja can even- BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH-!"

Here we go again.

Rolls

Roll Result
1d100 (16) = 16
DC 50 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Skal

Roll Result
1d100 (95) = 95
DC 48 | Ronja Bubblyfoot | Does she stand back up?

Total Drinks: 16
Total Points: 18

 

[Bright Kat]

Score: She Doesn't Care
Drunkness: 1/5

Tipsy hadn't stopped drinking. She never really stopped drinking, competition or not. So when the man approached her, she wasn't really sure if this was for a round, or if this was for fun. She didn't particularly care, as she wasn't paying that much attention to the competitors, simply on getting as much of the free booze as she could.

When the man raised a toast, Tipsy met his glass with her wooden mug:

"Now there's a -HIC- a toast to get behind!"

She let out a boisterous laugh, the alcohol in her mug shaking violently as she did so, before suddenly becoming strangely serious and putting the mug up to her lips and downing the entire thing in one smooth gulp.

She smirked at the man, slamming her mug on the counter.

"I just hope you can keep up, big guy."

Roll Result
1d100 (42) = 42
vs DC5: Success!
Tipsy Skidshot | Round 4

@Yugam

 

[Yugam]

Score: 17
Drinks Done Been Drunk: 14
Drunk: 2/5

Well she was certainly...lively Yugam observed as he watched the mountain of a woman down her drunk with a sudden dexterity no one should ever have as deep into their cups as the people in this room were. Did she have some kind of weird superpower where she got more sober the more she drank? Honestly, it wouldn't have been the strangest thing that Yugam had seen thus far.

"Been doin' alright so far," Yugam said somewhat modestly with a slight smirk on his face as his cup was refilled. "Besides, I don't like losing. You're no exception to that." The man lifted the pint and began to throw the whole drink back. Yugam refused to taste the awful stuff at this point, and forced himself to drink it all as fast as possible. Slamming the mug down, he shuddered slightly. "Eh, although if my liver doesn't give out, I might need to cut out my tongue..."

@Bright Kat

Roll Result
1d100 (52) = 52
vs DC15: Success! +1 point
DC15 | Yugam | SKAL!