Drinks, kegs, and wine—Varka's night seemed set out for him—drinking with his Expedition Force and tasting some of the local delicacies of Nod-Krai.

Stumbling through the streets of Nasha Town, Varka took another swig of his wine. It was tradition for him to sleep with at least one person from each place he visited, and Nod-Krai was no different. He scanned the streets, drunk as could be, but with an impressive amount of focus for a booty-call in his drunkard state.