Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170203013433/@comment-5543592-20170203014932

Lazarus Grimm wrote: Ward didn't smile, but simply tipped the brim of his hat in response to the man.

Deaphanie smiled warm-heartedly at all the praise she got as she skipped back down, joining her brother's side. "That was fun", she chirped. "Shame that a majority of them will pass on due to failed livers."

"Either that or the barrel of my guns", Ward replied dryly. "Listening to that song reminded me of the Williamite War."

"Oh, come on. It wasn't that bad, was it?"

"The war or the song?"

Deaphanie giggled. "Both, I guess?"

Ward only grunted in response, neither confirming or denying her statement. He then signaled the bartender to pour him yet another one. The man poured Ward another, no questions asked. Despite the fact Ward was a complete stranger in a small town, and looked like a villian in an old western flick, the man did not ask for any sort of payment. Perhaps alcohol was free here? 'Twould be typical of the Irish, to have whiskey run like water.