boboftibia

Alright thens! The game goes like this: You guess what the poster below you is drinking! Simple. I'll start. DR. Pepper.

Dearest, dearest, dread father, I havvve been my loyalessst now, I have done that most speakable deed your speaker has given to me. I, your argonian son: Dagger-In-The-Shroud (Cyrodilliac tongue, of course), have a present to you, something I'm sure you and the Night Mother, will be mossst...