Hey folks, Anima here. Had a... day. Started off strong, pestered Watson at the 'Hey' until he finally coughed up some decent rumors. The Bulletin Board was a bust, nothing new posted. Spent the rest of the afternoon at the Britain Tavern. The first few rounds were glorious—good ale, better company. But then... let's just say my coin purse and my constitution called it quits at the same time. Four failed attempts to get served really takes the wind out of your sails. Time to sleep it off. Cheers.