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Post by Crowco Cooper on Dec 19, 2018 0:18:07 GMT
Some meaningless conversation went by as the night went on. By the time day came, Aiolos had become somewhat impaired, while the rest was completely drunk. Now, Aiolos was definetly drunk himself, but he'd started drinking much later, so even with his lower tolerance he had a bit more of an attention span than the others.
Through the drinking and shouting, he picked up on one useful bit of conversation.
"Ya here bout the uh.... Hunters that came in last week?"
"Wha' hunters?"
"I saw dem at Brandenburg. Flyin'over. Some guy told me they spotted a dragon up North, layin waste to a bunch of smaller towns."
"Oh, so that's what those griffins were for."
That was all Aiolos picked up on. As time went on, the sun started to rise and many of the bikers were starting to head off. Hunlaout was passed out drunk, and likely wouldn't be getting up for some time. But he had vouched that he would let the cops know that it was Aiolos who brought him in. He could likely collect that bounty the next day.
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