Magnus’s RPG empire on the portal.

A fiery flash illuminates the bar... The air is filled with the sharp smell of alcohol, although it's hard to imagine it could be any stronger considering how drunk everyone already is. Heh, damn, that was a strong one! Let's have another! [The sound of an overturned mug and a very drunk paladin] - Forget these *Drunkards!* You know, Dad, I want to have some real fun... - Yes, you, Adzhey, are a master of your craft. Look how much they drink at my place, and my income keeps increasing. Wow! - Damn, who are you calling "you"? I hate this familiarity! So, if I'm a Familiar in this damn magic world, does that mean I can be kicked around all the time?!