Z sketching under a tree (for private convos with Z if you so desire)

Zeiss knew that Snarg wasn't lying. After considering for a few moments, and remembering that these two were responsible for breaking him out of jail, he finally decides to take the bottle from Z's hand.

"Okay then... I hope it's not too bad."

He takes a sip and it tastes fruity.

"What the... it's the first time I drink that kind of alcohol. No wonder you are already drunk."

"Yeah, me," Snarg hiccups, "me too! It's ... great!"

*Z is chanting* "DRINK DRINK DRINK!"

*She is pumping her fist in time with the chant*

Zeiss takes another sip from the full bottle. Rainbow jumps on his shoulder to have some too.

"No, you are going to faint if I give you some."

He looks around the place they are.

"...We are not going to drink here, right? It would be bad if we got lost."

"Naaaaaaaaah, we won't be ... getting lost. I can find my way," Snarg looks around the woods, "out of here ... no ... uh ... no problem!"

*Z grabs at the bottle in Zeiss's hand having tossed hers to Snarg; however, she misses and stumbles face first into a tree.*

"Yeah, that's the right way!" Snarg points past the tree that Z hit. "See, Z even knows ... where to go!"

"Okay guys... let's go back to the tree."

He helps Z get back on her feet and support her. He starts walking from where they came from.

"Stop limping Z."

"Ooooh, that way!" Snarg points in another direction and bounds off towards it, barely avoiding trees as he stumbles back and forth.

*Z tries to jump on Zeiss' back.*

"PIGGY BACK!"

*She takes another big swig of the drink.*

*...hic...*

Zeiss makes his way to the tree on the hill, with Z on his back and Snarg running around.

"...You should not have drunk that much."

Snarg leaps around Zeiss, tongue hanging out. "Should? Should? Should? But we ... did! Live a little bit! You can't ... tell me you don't want to loosen ... up a bit after all that's been going ... on!"

Zeiss lets Z fall on the ground near the tree, almost exactly where she was when they talked. He sits down and responds to Snarg.

"Your metal jaw is working even when you are drunk it seems."

"YAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Piggyback!"

*Z is squirming around on your back and giggling like mad AND drinking more.*

*then as Zeiss drops her uncerimoniously to the ground she lands with an "Ommph"*

"HAAAY wajado 'at fur?"

Snarg plops down in front of Zeiss and becomes deadly serious. "I know, isn't it great? I tried to ... give it to Z but," he leans in closer and whispers quietly, "couldn't use it because it won't fit." He leans away again, nodding slowly, seemingly proud of himself for revealing this fact.

"NO WISHPER... ehn... TELL ME!"

*big gulp.*

Ignoring Z's jeremiads, Zeiss leans towards Snarg, with the same expression of seriousness on his face. Then he whispers :

"...You think there is something wrong with her?"

Snarg points at Z, eyes wide. "Yeah, she's ... not a Gnoll! Wait! That's why she couldn't use ... the jawpiece!" He slaps himself on the forehead. "That's why it wouldn't ... fit!"

Zeiss takes the bottle from Z's hand to have another swallow. He starts to feel dizzy.

"So, Z, is this really how we have to call you? Because a letter is hardly a name..."

"ZERIEL!"

*she lunges after the bottle ending up half in your lap.*

"Wh- woah!"

He finds Z on his lap. Trying to take the bottle back from him. For a moment he is shocked. Then he asks :

"Zeriel is your real name?"

He shakes the bottle in front of her, giving it back only if she answers his question.

"YES DAMMIT AND I AM THIRTY FIVE YEARS OLD NOW GIMME!"

Snarg attempts to scramble up the tree, finally making it up after a running jump. As he perches in the branches, he grins wickedly, making smacking sounds every few seconds.

"Oh really? Nice to meet you then Zeriel. Just one last question before I give you this bottle..."

He smiles gently at her.

"Who is Seryna?"

*Z stops her grabbing motion, going still hand halfway in the air, before catching herself and going back to her drunken antics.*

"Washa sayn ssssrna... who dat!"