Fighting Monk
1453 Worst Year of Life
Krasso happily lifts up the almost empty bottle in his hand to his new drinking companions and those who've yet to come. "Cheers indeed to new found friends, and the coming adventure ahead of us. Praise be to the Missing God! May his spirit of merriment overtake us through this delight." He bellows before proceeding to chug the rest of his wine "Opa!" he shouts before smashing his empty bottle to the ground.