3rd Step: A little taste of home [video, posted towards evening]

[favorthebold]

[The PCD clicks on to show Saul sitting somewhere outdors next to a huge blazing bonfire. Flushed and grinning, he's clearly a little bit drunk, and has a green wreath perched on his head at an awkward angle. He reaches up a hand to straighten it, laughing, then toasts the camera with a bottle of unknown (but apparently potent - it's still mostly full) liquor.]

Biana Mithralia! Praise the Unconquered Sun!

I know you strange land's people are busy with your strange festival, but if you become tired of it, the bonfire will stay ablaze until tomorrow's dawn, and I have roasted wolf-meat. Have you ever tried wolf? I have, but I've tried everything.

[He laughs again and takes a good long drink of the bottle.]

I hope the Risen Son doesn't mind wolf's-blood offering instead of ox for his waking-feast, or we'll have another week's darkness. Hah! No matter. It's summer now in Ilyiga, and if twice Mithralia in one year won't buy me favor with him, I don't know what else might.

[Chuckling, he turns back to the fire and splashes some liquor into it, watching the flames as the feed clicks off.]

Comments

[shadedsunlight]

If you need a hangover cure, I can mix one up for you.

[favorthebold.livejournal.com]

Ahh, you're kind, domeina, but I've my own means. Save it for the poor souls who celebrate that other holiday, assuming they reallydo celebrate properly.

[shadedsunlight]

Of course. My, I do think the clinics will be full in the morning.