The first time I saw her at the honey stall I knew she was a keeper
Raider's seasonal market (festival)
08-16-2024, 06:57 PM
A market meant a festival which then meant drinking. It had been awhile since Scald had drank liberally, but tonight would change that. Kenway had worked hard getting traders from all over to attend which meant that there would be a wide variety of booze out and about the lands. While he was one of the oldest Raider pups to attend, it didn't mean he had to be the responsible one. This was Kenway's deal after all and as long as he was there to help break up fights, surely their parents wouldn't fuss over him having a few drinks. Or... plenty. Arriving promptly behind the gaggle of pups, Scald skirts his way around the group toward the closest stall with dark bottles lining its counter. With an easy exchange of wares, Scald gathers his bottle, stashing one or two in a borrow satchel, and turns to find a comfortable place to hangout. Tonight, he was simply the backup, the guard, the bouncer. Whatever he needed to be to ensure everything went decently okay without too much rowdiness. Taking a hearty swig, he plants himself down in the grass near Ken's bonfire and gets settled in for the night. |