Third Patrol - Salt on the Rim of the Wound

[knurdcopper]

[It was bad enough that this place took him from his son, wife and city. Corrupt cops? Nothing he hasn't dealt with before, and he'd be keeping an eye on them as well. But no, clearly this town has a cruel sense of humor as he stands in front of Olney's Tavern, holding a paper that tells this teetotaler that he's the newest bartender there.]

Damnit, I need a drink cigar.

[[OOC: Feel free to chat with this recovering alcoholic as he's faced with his largest temptation yet]]