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Galileo hardly wanted to allow himself to enjoy the festivities, but try as he might, he was intrigued by the characters who had arrived. From the fringe of the capital, he stood like a watchful oak tree, eyeing up those who came and went. He wasn't quite sure what he waited for, but he did so anyway, for the sake of learning, if anything. His short time in the Solterran city had reminded him so much of his early days that it was almost uncanny, and he seemed to not be able to break apart the two memories. There was no doubt that he could look at any one of these faces and pair them with a lord or lady from his childhood, his mind not allowing him a break as it stood at guard.

A bell tolled. 

It was a simple, singular clang, all that was needed for the throngs to pay attention. However, they seemed to know something he didn't, and move away from the courtyard they had mingled in towards pale cream tents. They all knew their place. Curiosity got the better of him, and he followed a short distance behind, head lowered so he seemed less threatening with his impressive rack of antlers. Light, billowing fabric like the skirts of a queen created a perfect atmosphere; they were translucent enough to let light in, but thick enough to hide away the guests (and their antics) inside. Around the tent, sun-themed decorations were hung. Golden paper streamers lined the pine that was holding the tent up. Young colts and fillies eagerly painted themselves in chromatic paint. 

Most surprisingly of all, those who were participating seemed content. He had never seen such honest, true faces at an event like this. Every royal that had sat pretty on the throne of his own country had been worse than the last, but these sons and daughters of Solterra rejoiced... Rejoiced as though they had known terror and heartache for too long. Galileo did not know the histories of these lands, but he could feel the cold memories lingering beneath them as they built something new on top. 

A drink -- that was what he needed (as ever). It was a lot for a man who had spent so long away from company.

He finds one, being passed out by a server. The vial itself is decadent, made with such craftsmanship. Inside, a copper coloured liquid, thick like syrup, sits awaiting to be drunk. Though a little unsure at first, he finds the first touch of alcohol to his lips is refreshing and spiced, much like rum. To be sure of the taste, he downs another in quick succession, ignoring those around him as he get his fill of something he has dearly missed. 

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raging souls dance pretty [party] - by Galileo - 01-25-2021, 01:43 PM
RE: raging souls dance pretty [party] - by Sabrina - 01-26-2021, 08:58 PM
RE: raging souls dance pretty [party] - by Sabrina - 02-06-2021, 04:32 PM
RE: raging souls dance pretty [party] - by Sabrina - 03-06-2021, 01:11 PM
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