The Three Dragon Inn

"I'm literally a cup," CUPPACCINO points out. "And thanks. Then again, BENDS always has bad days." She looks at him sadly. "He's had a rough life."

"I wonder if SAMMY'LL follow us here," BENDS groans.

"He won't!"

She slides him another, amused. "Oh, don't y' worry, kit. I've done it before and I'll do it again."

BENDS doesn't take it. He burrows his head into his arm and screams. CUPPACCINO sighs and looks at him again. "You don't want to know what happened to him. I do and-" she chokes up.

"Zogin," Soul whined, but she was already ordering another one of the drinks and chugging it down. He should have known that something like this would happen. Zogin was one of the most competitive people that he had ever met; give her a chance for a competition and she would take it. Or, in a case like this, she would be the one to initiate the challenge.

If worst came to worst, he'd have to drag her out of the inn. He hoped that wouldn't happen.

His attention turned to the other people in the tavern. As he had overheard other people saying, it was certainly an odd group of people. His nonexistent heart sank when he realized that he was the only one like him there. He was the only one who consisted of metal and electrical currents - everyone else was made of flesh and blood.

Except possibly the woman who was strangely a cup. Soul didn't get how that was possible, and doubted that Zogin would have the knowledge. After a moment of hesitation, he got to his feet and walked over to her and her companion. "Um, excuse me?" he nervously asked, tapping her lightly.

Thuki starts collecting bets from various spectators as a pied black and white cat leaps onto the counter. She pets the beast and then plops it down on the floor.

CUPPACCINO turns around. "Hello. Who are you? My name is CUPPACCINO."

BENDS mumbles something like: "Why are you so flipping trusting?" He stiffens, and grabs a pill from a satchel slung ove his shoulder and popped it in his mouth. He looks at his shaking hand and sighs. No symptoms of it not working.

The cat wanders over to a dish in the corner and starts lapping up the milk as Thuki fills more tankards for the competitive drinkers.

Bo smacked his lips after downing his now, third big mug of mead. "So what's your name, challenger?" He asked the woman, and fellow competitor. "Figure I should know the name of a person I beat."

Thuki chuckles in amusement.

"My name is Zogin Arwitch," he heard his best friend say from nearby. She ordered another drink. "What's your name? I'm pretty sure I'm going to be the victor, but I guess I can waste a couple of brain cells to remember it."

Soul sighed, shifting his attention back to Cuppaccino instead of Zogin. This conversation would probably be much less stressful, though he would have to keep a bit of focus on Zogin to make sure she didn't get out of hand.

"My name's Soul Error Arwitch," he said. He smiled underneath his helmet, even though he knew no one could see it. "Zogin's my best friend and traveling companion."

"Y'all lot adventurers, then?" she inquires.

"At least the two of us are," Soul said, giving a fond look in Zogin's direction. "I'm not sure about anyone else, though." If they had been on adventures like he had, Soul couldn't help but wonder if their adventures had been anything like theirs.

"Would y' perhaps tell me a bit of yer tale?" she asks.

"Nice 'ta meet ya!" CUPPACCINO says nicely. "Would you like anything? If you say a pick-up line I will beat you up, because I have a boyfriend."

"She will," BENDS confirms, muffled from his head being in his arms. "She's done it before."

"Well, Zogin Arwitch, I wouldn't blame ya if you did forget my name." He pointed at her with a finger gun and a cool smile. "But it's Bo, if it sticks to ya."

"You do stuff like this often? You know... drinking contests? Just for kicks?"