garrattj

Five-Minute fiction - 23:00-23:05

I dont think your drinking is entirely to blame for last nights fiasco. Though, of course, I do thank you for the increased patronage provided by the mob you brought in last night, or should I say brought you in last night, but I am afraid that the money they spent drinking wont entirely cover the damages they inflicted on my bar, the voice said. Grim looked again and spotted the figure seated at the only other piece of furniture in the room a solitary chair and table set. The table was missing a leg and a sword, one rather much larger than the leg it was replacing had been propped under it in an attempt to level it out. It had the opposite effect, sadly. Though I must tell you that Ive not seen a group that spirited in quite a while. It was if you had relieved them of some burden and their first burdern-free action was to drink themselves a burden, the voice continued. So, thank you for letting such actions take place in my pub, but next time shall we keep the mob to under four-dozen?

Sir Francis? Grim asked squinting into the darkness