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 Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:29 pm
Valena Martell had been waiting for what seemed like forever for her lover to finish looking at weaponry. Skade had finally told her to go enjoy herself. Curious, she idly saw a booth that had no line and was selling a fruity drink. "What is it? She asked as she eyed the
trencher sat before her. It was curiously foamy, irredescent purple that smelled like a medley of berries and something...new, different? She eyed the mare in front of her warily who wore a black cloak over her body with her Suti head left bare.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:31 pm
"It comes from my home," Gwathrandir answered politely. She had a charming mien with a curious hospitality. Her toothy grin helped disarm strangers when she wished it to. She did now. "It's a fine wine of clover and berries that my people have been making for a very long time."
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:32 pm
"Your people?" Harrenhal Cerwynn, Lord of the Winterwolves interrupted. He cocked his unattached head by slanting the pole that held his neck on to his body. He was suspicious of the cloaked figure--well, any cloaked figure to be fair. This one seemed nice enough, but even rot could smell sickly sweet.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:36 pm
"Yes, we're a small herd to the south," Gwathrandir lied. "The Redwynne's. Perhaps you've heard of them?" She shuffled things about and filled him a trencher while she resumed her packing. "We are famous for our red wines, as the name suggests. These apples and berries are cultivated over years to become the ingredients we useed to make this. We are very proud of our craft. In fact," she paused putting her hoof on the much larger barrel instead of the tasting cask. "This one is meant for some bourgeois wedding the day after tomorrow."
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:37 pm
Harrenhal raised his eyes in a questioning manner, but never one afraid of drink he down the trencher in less than a minute. "It is sweet, but not too sweet. It reminds me of the berries we had as kids, but with a little bite to it." He smiled. One drink would do him now harm-- he was a strong stallion used to drinking mean. A little wine would not even make him timpsy or cloud his judgment.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:40 pm
Valena was quiet, but she sipped at her trencher admiring the sweet bite of it on her tongue. It indeed, made her think of berries she'd tasted as a foal. But as Harrenhal questioned the cloaked seller, who was exchanging payment with Harrenhall for both their drinks, she began to feel strange. It was as though the vast world was opening up around Valena It was a transcendent feeling where the world was made of colours she could not name and the taste of the air was like candy and everything melted away.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:41 pm
Gwathrandir's toothy smile turned wicked as she watched the fae wine take them over. They were but bumbling idiots now, incapable of doing anything other than doddering around. She packed up her cask, ready to go. There was no great malevolent plan in this. There was no divine wrath. It was very simple. She was an agent of chaos and it suited her to do this, so she did. Hefting the cask up to get ready to spread more cheer, Gwathrandior looked on her victims one more. A strange urge hit her, and leaning in close she asked Valena a question of importance. One she had never thought she could ask. But the seer was falling into a trance, it was clear to see. She recoiled at the whatever Valena said and left them weaving about.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:43 pm
By the time that Skade Mother's Bane had found her lover at the bazarre, Valena Martell, The Red Vision, was plastered. It was the first time in her life that she'd seen her lover inebriated other than when she'd drank of the seer's brew. But that wasn't like someone drunk, giggly or happy. It was Valena's soul wandering from her mind tethered only by Skade as Valena walked into shadows and dreams and prophecies. But this---this she was drunk, by the time she found her, in a loose delightful way.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:44 pm
"Hello," Valena giggled. Valena never giggled, she was much too serious for that. She blew air kisses at her Skade and stumbled about a bit, but the shadows were creeping in. Some coherent thought in her head asked, begged that this would last and the trance would not come. But it was futile.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:45 pm
"Have you fallen inito a vat and drank it all to get out?" Skade questioned Valena.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:46 pm
"I have fallen," Valena said. "But i do not know where or why. It is strange Skade. I drank a sip of magic drink, that is all."
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:47 pm
"This is much more than a drink love, you've had an enitre cask. There's no shame in it. It happens to the best of us. Let us get you home safely where you can sleep it off," Skade's voice was soft when she soke to Valena.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:48 pm
"We can't leave Harry!" Valena shouted then went down to a whisper. "He is fated to here, he must come with us." Raising her voice even louder she giggled, "IT'S DESTINY!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2024 5:50 pm
"Your friend?" She raised a skeptical eyebrow. Valena and Skade had never been ones to make friends. Allies, possibly, co-inspirartors, usually. Loyalists, occassionaly. Enemies, definately but friends? No. "You do not know him," Skade eyed his skewered neck skeptically. "He seems a gruesome sort."
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