[ It's almost midnight when Molly finally returns, even if it isn't of his own volition as much as he's dragged in by a half-elf that looks impressively Doneâ„¢ with purple tieflings today. His eyes are half-closed as he hangs off the man's shoulder, but even as out of it as he is, he can see the green of Fjord at the bar.
Drunk off his ass and holding a courtesan in his lap, touching her like he had touched him earlier, as if he misses it so much that he needs to hold someone at least similar. It would break Molly's heart if he wasn't so high, and instead he just gets annoyed that it isn't him.
He stumbles and the half-elf does his best to make sure Molly doesn't brain himself on anything on the way down, but that's about it. Once the tiefling's on the floor, he just turns to leave, muttering about crazy devil-bloods and their ilk.
Groaning, Mollymauk turns a bit, and is then helped to sit up by another of the courtesans. His nose is bleeding a bit and he grimaces as he tries to wipe it away. ]
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Drunk off his ass and holding a courtesan in his lap, touching her like he had touched him earlier, as if he misses it so much that he needs to hold someone at least similar. It would break Molly's heart if he wasn't so high, and instead he just gets annoyed that it isn't him.
He stumbles and the half-elf does his best to make sure Molly doesn't brain himself on anything on the way down, but that's about it. Once the tiefling's on the floor, he just turns to leave, muttering about crazy devil-bloods and their ilk.
Groaning, Mollymauk turns a bit, and is then helped to sit up by another of the courtesans. His nose is bleeding a bit and he grimaces as he tries to wipe it away. ]
Fjoord.