Missing Brandy

Drank through the rest of my share of Bretonnian Brandy with Arina through the day yesterday to celebrate vanquishing the troll and honor Constance’s memory. Young Katia joined us later in the night at the Crooked Hammer and tried to catch up to us. She drinks like a dwarf, but doesn’t seem to handle her ale like one, and got a little carried away with gambling. Good night nonetheless.

Looking forward to captain Pfeffer’s announcement! I bet we’ll get recognized for slaying the troll.