Post by Dimitri on Dec 19, 2019 0:35:11 GMT -5
Suzail, middle of the night... a loud BANG of a door being busted open, roaring cheers left behind at the tavern where drinks flowed free. There, two tall fellows wandered the streets away from the Wheel! An elf and a human, drunkenly swaying as they walked side by side, stumbling and probably supporting one another, a mug in their hands still, even if the drink might be low, their tones were not! Their songs went on, some silly, some bawdy, some making no sense at all - was that some Damarran from the human, or some other language from the Elf? Gods only know, but the two seemed to be celebrating something, and unless stopped by one of the guards or patrols, well.. they'd probably go on to celebrate and drink out the Wheel of stock! "The Chaos Hound had a mouthful of defeat / When Shamoke and Dimitri showed up so elite / His Champion Matthias was bested in fights / Now we're here at the Wheel drinking free flights!"