[Closed] You can lead a horse to water...

[horseproblems]

Who: Maurice and Gremio
What: Gremio and Maurice hit up the local tavern.
Where: Home and the Tavern in
When: Week Two



Five times.

Five times he'd seen that weird little pelican in people-clothes make her way past the home tree. Maurice slunk away from the window, ears back, and let out a huff before pacing the lower floor. This was crazy. If this was going to be his life now, there was no way in hell (or whatever this place had that served the same purpose) that he was going to go through it sober.

Occasionally he found himself struck by a sudden giddiness because he was on a fantastical adventure. But not today.

Maurice gallumphed down the front steps of Home and swore as he stumbled.

"I need a drink."

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[soldiernanny]

Gremio couldn't help but laugh, partly because of what he knew of dragons and partly because... well, the reality was they couldn't stay here forever, could they?

"It's probably a better idea than starving, though. I don't think I've seen any dragons in the time I've been back and forth between the town and here." He replied, glancing up in turn. The day, despite the brilliance of the sun, was cool enough to be comfortable - even in his cloak.

"Domina itself actually isn't too far a walk. It should be fine."

[horseproblems]

Maurice's ears turned as he looked at his options. He could stay hidden and miserable...or risk a horrible fiery death and get wasted.

"Let's go."

At least they couldn't get lost on the way to town. Domina being the only town there was in this weird wildscape.