Kylina looked at the drunk Vertigo and stifled another laugh. It was probably best for him to get to wherever he was staying. She looked around for his Isurian friend, hoping to ask if he needed help getting home or to an inn. But, the Isur was nowhere to be seen, and the all the eyes in tavern were staring at Vertigo, who had fallen off the stool.
"Um, does anyone know where the Isur with him went?" Kylina asked shyly, gesturing to the unconscious boy on the ground. When nobody replied, Kylina shrugged and began the difficult task of getting Vertigo back onto the stool. She grunted, realizing that moving a person who is unconscious is much harder than moving someone awake.
"Um, does anyone know where the Isur with him went?" Kylina asked shyly, gesturing to the unconscious boy on the ground. When nobody replied, Kylina shrugged and began the difficult task of getting Vertigo back onto the stool. She grunted, realizing that moving a person who is unconscious is much harder than moving someone awake.