!uGYNBMPzOs 12/20/10(Mon)22:24 No.13233725|
You pull out your flask "I think I'll have to do you one better before we can fill our glasses." you tell him, offering the flask.
Uurist takes a pull, and smiles almost as soon as he tastes the liquor "What did I do ta earn a pull'a the Commanders finest?" he asks you, returning the flask, which you take your own drink of before dropping the flask back into its pouch on the inside of your tunic.
"To be honest, you did quite well in subduing Gaerick, as did your men with his guard. I though some reward was in order." you reply, as the two of you finally approach the front of the shortest line to a keg. Across from you Jayne is talking animatedly with Janos and Kaitlyn, both of whom still have their hoods drawn over their heads, just in case some prisoner can see over or through the berm separating them from the field the celebration is being held on.
Once both of you have your tankards filled Uursit raises his just enough to indicate a personal toast "Heres ta you, heres ta me, if we should disagree..." the dwarf stumbles over the old drinking toast, not really able to finish it properly, as you are still his superior, "ah..." he stutters, trying to salvage the toast.
You decide to have mercy on the dwarf "Fuck you, heres ta me!" you finish the old drinking toast, aping the dwarfs accent, knocking your tankard into his in a rough toast, causing some of his ale to spill into your glass before you take your drink.
Uurist guffaws before taking his drink "Cleverly done, Commander." he compliments you, a bit of foam clinging to his mustache. "But it looks like Sansa's settin' up another game. I'll have a full glass with'ye later tonight, laddy." he promises before heading off to the corner of the mess tent set aside for the drinking games.