just another drunken

Diath practically materializes in the doorway soon after, his skill and stealth causing him to give no warning of his entry. “What happened? Are we under attack?” He asks quickly, one hand on Gutter’s hilt as his eyes dart around the room.“Paultin got drunk and pierced his ears!” Strix blurts out, pointing at the unconscious form on the floor. “Then Simon sleep-darted him.” Diath blinks, before all the tension leaves his body as he relaxes. The hand ready to withdraw his sword instead rises and runs through his hair as he gives an exasperated sigh. “I honestly shouldn’t be surprised.”