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 [DEAD: Oktoberfest Celebrations], Autumn 2016
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 Posted: Sep 27 2016, 09:44 AM
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To outsiders, it would appear that this fine Autumn day was the same as any other. But any Geheiman worth his weight in coal would know the truth: today, the official Oktoberfest celebrations began!

And since one half of the Halfway Inn sat on the Geheim side of the border, you can bet that the tavern owner was going to take advantage of this festive holiday! He'd strung up brightly colored ribbons and garlands, filled the room with extra candles for light, and bought several additional casks of ale specifically for this event.

Most, if not all, of the foods to be served in the tavern would be spicy ones. They'd encourage diners to buy more drinks to cool the fire that the pepper lit in their mouths. There were small sausages, meatballs, chunks of hard salami and sharp cheeses - all of it intended to be easily picked up with the fingers and eaten whole.

And to round out the preparations, the tavern keeper had hired a live band of musicians to entertain guests at the far end of the hall. Their upbeat music and lively lyrics were intended to keep the atmosphere light and amusing.

When all the preparations were complete, the man threw open the tavern doors and instructed the band to strike up with Geheim's anthem right away!




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Once again, Oisin Quinn was pushing his luck and playing for time. Summer had already succumbed to autumn’s gentle persuasions by the time he left his tavern in the city of Hayfield. Beyond the precincts of the town itself, fat bales of hay were being bundled up and rolled across the endless fields; most bound, no doubt, for the stables of King Declan’s harem of race horses. All around him, preparations for the onslaught of winter were in full swing, while he was barely out of bed. Worse still, it was from farther afield that he needed to gather the supplies he needed for his tavern and inn. Hops and barley, with yeast extracts and sugar – all valuable in the making of fine ales and beers. And, unless he could dream up some ingenious method of brewing beer from hay and horse sweat, he would have to get moving soon before his competitors got in there first.

Still, he couldn’t be too hard on the horse industry for which Aerlion was famed. After all, it was the local stud farms that had provided him with such sturdy and quick creatures that got him to Landsmeet in a timely manner, despite the fact that he had spent the first month of autumn procrastinating to the point of going backwards. As such, he gave the horse – a young, chestnut palfrey – a much needed rest beside a small stream that babbled along the outskirts of Landsmeet. During the break in the journey, the horse drank thirstily while Oisin sharpened up his haggling skills.

“Two thirds of the asking price, that’s about right isn’t it?”
he asked aloud, looking to the horse as if expecting an answer. The horse flicked his tail, but otherwise kept his snout in the water and continued to ignore him. Undeterred, he added: “But no man can be expected to survive the trading markets and barley exchanges without a drink or three to lubricate the process. I mean, it’s just not civilised, is it?”

‘I shouldn’t,’
he thought to himself, ‘I really shouldn’t.’

‘Oh, but you will’, the devil on his shoulder replied. The devil knew him too well.

But Landsmeet itself made up his mind for him. By the time he got there, the city had been decked out for Oktoberfest and the Halfway Inn was shining and vibrant on the horizon as his long and dull journey reached its overdue end. Even from the street outside he could hear the music playing and the smell of rich aroma of good, home cooking. Spices and roasting meets, with fresh brewed ale. A welcoming golden glow of candlelight seeped from the windows overlooking the high street, tempting him inside. It was an atmosphere that belied the talk of war and unrest that had pervaded the gossip of his own establishment, back in Hayfield.

Giving in to temptation, he dismounted his horse and handed the reins over to a stable boy at the rear of the Halfway Inn, still on the Aerlion side. As he watched the animal being led away, he could have sworn he saw a glimmer of disapproval in the beast’s large brown eyes. But, he was past caring. Aching from weeks on the road, sleepless nights and terrible camp food, he needed rest and relaxation. And what better way than joining in with the Oktoberfest celebrations?

Eager to get started, he shouldered his way through the doors to be greeted by a joyous racket of music, good food and the promise of equally good ale. After a solitary journey, he suddenly found he didn’t know where to begin with it all. After a moment’s bewilderment, he skirted the floor where people were dancing enthusiastically, heading for the nearest port of booze and food. Within minutes, he had a spicy sausage in one hand and a pint of ale in the other.

“Perfection,”
he murmured to himself, turning to watch the dancers.

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In among the crowd of dancers, two others made efforts to keep up with the rhythm. The first, a woman with white-blonde hair that reached her waist and was bedecked with ribbons and silk flowers, was laughing good naturedly at the expression of the second. He was a man who was close to the woman in age, with short-cropped hair and an unfocused gaze. They bumbled and fidgeted and swayed, neither one quite managing to match the thrumming beat of the music, but enjoying themselves all the same.

It was a far cry from the ballroom dancing Kalia had learned as a child, that was for certain. And she had had just enough alcohol to make her a little unsteady on her feet. Those two factors conspired to turn Kalia into an outright clutz! To be fair, though - just about everyone on the dance floor was tipsy. Jostling and stumbling was common, enough so that Kalia was constantly being bumped into by other men and women.

All in all, it was a rather disorganized affair -- and Kalia loved it.
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 Posted: Oct 5 2016, 02:44 PM
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Saying Rhys was a clutz while attempting to dance would have been an understatement.

He had insisted upon their arrival that Kalia not allow him to drink- he fessed up immediately that he had no tolerance for it and it usually ended up with him either sick or waking up somewhere entirely unfamiliar, usually both if either Merry or their older brother had any thing to do with it. It usually wasn't a pretty affair, either. We were talking black out drunk here.

He was just barely able to hold onto Kalia as she spun them around on the dance floor, tripping over his own feet as well as her's. It was a miracle in itself that he managed not to get dragged around on his knees or fall face-first on the floor. That probably had to do with the grip he had on at least one of Kalia's hands at all times and the blur of colorful movement all around him. He was just able to pick out Kalia's particular set of hues so that if she managed to get away from him, he'd be able to locate her so long as she didn't sprint off the dance floor.

He may not have been enjoying the chaotic dance quite as much as Kalia, but it had been in good nature enough to work a few laughs out of him the few times he'd helped the other Argent stay on her feet, normally that role would have been reversed. "S-slow down!"

This went against every bit of Rhys' nature- if he had been able to see and could have seen someone else in his current predicament, he probably would have been laughing at the constant expression of both terror and amusement mixed into an anxious smile on his face.
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Kicking in double doors was profoundly unsatisfying, but Meredydd did it anyway. Anti's li'l suckler was in town, after all, and with a lady nonetheless. What kind of brother would he be if he didn't make an impression?

"Oy oy oy!" he exclaimed as he playfully staggered in. "Oktoberfest! Best time o' the year. I'm not the only one who thinks so, yeah?" Naturally, the bar was his first objective, and he deftly weaved through the crowd to reach it. He accosted the rough surface with copious coin and greeted the comely tender with a smirk.

"A round o' the drink, if you'd please. A round for everybody! On me!"

On daddy, really, but who was there to count? Still, it might have been nice to hear some cheers. Alas, the music and conversation obscured his proclamation. He laughed it off, but the server was not so amused. "What drink?" she demanded impatiently. Merry tilted his head and quirked a brow. "Surprise 'em, love. I'm sure they're not picky."

And off she went to prepare enough for every attendee. Merry was pleased to watch her go. A few lovely moments later, he turned about.

He pushed his elbow against the arm of the meat-eating man sitting at his side. "Look at those arseholes," he gibed, pointing out the blonde and the older brother that was her companion. "I'm all for a good time, but by the Saint, are they bad. I think the fella might be touched in the head, the poor bloke."


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Cringing against the strength of the spice in the sausage, Oisin sank the rest of his drink and promptly ordered another. After thanking the barmaid, he turned back to the dancers and decided to have a mingle while the going was still good. It was tough navigation getting through the crowds. He trod on toes and found himself being bumped into table laden with over-flowing tankards. Apologising every ten seconds, he got a managed to get a good view of the dance floor.

A young couple danced out of step to the music, but looked like they were having the time of their lives. An enthusiasm that proved infectious as he even found himself tapping his toe more than once.

Then, as he came full circle of the bar he had to dodge out of the way again as the doors burst open a young chap came barrelling in. Falling back against the bar to stop his fall, he thought he heard the young lad say something, but the music drowned it out.

"Er, what?" Oisin called over the din.

But not loud enough, it seemed. The barmaid only thrust another drink at him and said something about "'im over there!" Seeing as he was becoming rather well lubricated, Oisin helped himself to another sausage before realising the young fella was talking about the dancers.

"I don't know about 'arseholes." Oisin replied. "I think 'uninhibited' might be closer to the mark."

He followed the direction of the other man's gaze, noting two particularly boisterous dancers careering haphazardly around the floor.

"Oh, those guys!" he called back, grinning. "Yeah, probably arseholes. Drunk ones, in fact. Still, at least they're enjoying themselves, eh?"

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Luckily for Rhys, the song Kalia had dragged him out for drew to a close. The little knot of musicians at the end of the hall took a bow and excused themselves from the floor for a break. Making music was thirsty work, and with all the ale flowing around them, it was hard not to want some for themselves! So they squeezed through the crowd and managed to find places at the bar, with their instruments placed protectively between their feet.

Out on the dance floor, Kalia took in a deep breath. "Whew!" Rosy-cheeked and out of breath, she looked far more exhausted than she actually felt. "After all that, I could use another drink. What do you say?" Though they were no longer dancing, Kalia kept a firm grip on her partner's forearm. In all this chaos, he was likely to make a wrong turn somewhere and get lost in the crowd.

"Oo! I think I see a spot wide enough for the both of us on a bench! Let's go!" And she steered him in that direction. The pair passed right by Oisin and Merry at the bar without a second glance, though Kalia nearly slammed into Merry when another bar patron crashed into her. It was a narrow miss, too, but the Argent merely called out, "Sorry!" like countless others had uttered before her, and kept moving.
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"Too right, too right," Merry responded to the stranger. "Drunken revelry is far better than none at all! Alas, I get the feeling that one of the two is used to the latter." He was being coy, for it was far from a feeling; he'd always found his brother rather humorless. In the back of his mind, he acknowledged that an outside observer might attribute his perception of his brother to his own eccentricities, but if he placed much stock in the opinions of outside observers, he probably wouldn't be exploring heretical arts.

He turned his head slightly to obscure his face as Rhys came toward him on the heels of his radiant companion. The jostling of the crowd had her nearly colliding with him, and it was to her good fortune (and to his) that she managed not to; not a second after she passed had Meredydd extended a foot to obstruct the path of the one she led. He was turning about almost immediately thereafter, reaching for the tin mug the barmaid had left him as he furtively glanced over to see if Rhys had tripped and fallen.

Without skipping a beat, he drew deeply from the mug, wincing slightly at the bitter taste of the beverage within. He was sure he'd never get used to that flavor, but so long as the effects endured, he was more than willing to cope.

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"Thank the Saint," Rhys breathed out in relief as Kalia began to lead him away from the dance area and back towards the bar. He was bumped into so many times and bumped into others that it was a constant stream of 'My apologies' and 'Excuse us's all the way back to the bar. Now Merry had taken the time to obscure his face from his brother but let's get honest here- Rhys probably wouldn't have been able to tell Merry was anywhere in the vicinity until he either spoke directly two his brother, or someone pointed him out.

And since Kalia didn't have a clue what his younger brother looked like, it appeared he would get little warning that a customary act of sibling rivalry was about to take place.

"I'm parched after th--Whoop!" A panic set in as he stumbled on something. If Kalia hadn't had such a grip on his arm he would have gone down instantly, but since she did have a firm hold on his upper arm it was entirely likely that his decent was little more than a stumble- or, it could have gone worse and he could have dragged Kalia down with him. It depended on his companion and how tight she held his arm and how unbalanced she was on her own feet.

Regardless, Rhy's knees were going to get skinned. He'd grown used to that pain, though.
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Though Kalia was gripping Rhys's arm firmly, Merry's uncharitable act was enough to knock the already unsteady Kalia off her feet. She, too, was unaccustomed to strong ales and wines. While she tolerated them slightly better than Rhys, thanks to her travels and many nights spent in Inns like this one, the pair of ales she'd finished this evening were plenty to give her a case of the wobbles.

So Rhys dropped like a sack of stones, and Kalia tumbled over with him. Instinctively, she reached out with her free hand in search of anything she might use to break her fall, or stop it altogether. Unfortunately in this crowd, that meant grabbing for other patrons who were crowded in on either side. She grabbed and clung to the first thing that came to hand - maybe Oisin Quinn, maybe the patron beside him, who knew?

"Oof! Rhys!" Kalia found herself laughing over the mishap. It was easier to be gleeful about these things when one had had a couple of strong ales.
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“What arseholes are you talking about now?” Oisin replied to the stranger, shouting over the music when it suddenly stopped and the whole barroom heard him.

At that moment, the musicians descended on the bar and Oisin had to swiftly step aside to make room for them. Gripping his own drink for dear life, he moved closer to the stranger at the bar as he seemed to hide his face from an approaching couple. He dimly recognised Kalia from previous visits to the town, but not the man with her. As he tried to place the face, the man stumbled, almost dragging Kalia down with him. Oisin caught her flailing hand in his own, none-drink carrying hand, and did his best to block her fall.

Was that the stranger who tripped the man first? Oisin hadn’t seen what happened, but he had to quickly down his drink before it spilled everywhere as he was shoved aside once more as Kalia was saved from embarrassment. Righting himself swiftly, he placed his empty glass down on the bar. In his own establishment, large crowds, spilled drinks and stray limbs tripping patrons up usually equated to barroom brawls, so he acted quickly to diffuse the situation.

“Goodness, we’re packed in here like herrings in a crushed wooden barrel,” he blurted out. “Sorry ‘bout that, mate. Here, allow me to buy you all another drink to make up for it.”

The server was busy tending to the musicians, but Oisin turned to face her with his coin already on the counter. He sent up a silent prayer she would be swift.
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"Well, isn't that generous?" said Meredydd, raising his half-empty mug to the magnanimous fellow. He plopped it down upon the bar and swung his legs around to face the fallen young lout, but continued to run his mouth. "One free round on me, and one free round on you. If that doesn't get everyone feelin' nice and jolly, I dunno what will!"

Crouching down, he slid his arm beneath Rhys' and tugged upwards. "Come on, then. Up ya go, bruv." Big brother had been there before him, but he was left to wonder exactly how much time there was between their respective arrivals. Coming in to the sight of Rhys prancing about had him convinced that it must have been a while. That was good; if he'd had his share of mead, there was a chance they might actually have some fun together.

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"S-sorry!" Rhys managed to stammer out while trying to right himself. Being stepped on was probably the worse case scenario here, maybe having a finger crushed beneath the boot of a heavy man. But neither of those things came to pass before Rhys suddenly felt himself being hoisted up during a fresh wash of confusion at the sound of a familiar voice. It didn't make a solid connection until he had been helped back to his feet, where he immediately tugged his arm backwards with a sharp jerk of his wrist, "Meredydd?!" He sounded shocked and his expression clearly mimicked his voice, brows knit and a partial frown on his face. He clearly hadn't been drinking, lacking any slur in his voice or a scent of mead on his breath.

He obviously didn't feel an immediate thrill at hearing his younger brother's voice and appeared to have not appreciated the help he'd been given to get to his feet. Standing in close proximity to his brother he could make out Merry's vague shape as a blur of color, Kalia's form had been immediately lost the second he had looked away from her and it would remain that way until the woman spoke again or the torchlight might have caught as a glint in her near platinum hair.

The sudden realization had set in that his surprise had sounded rather rude], and despite the terms he and his brother had parted on last time, Rhys had already made up his mind that he should try to extend an olive branch to his brother on this visit. It had been five years since their sibling rivalry had come to a head and ended in physical blows. Things had been said that couldn't be taken back, marks had been left that would never really heal.

But still, Merry was family. And if there was one thing that could bend Rhys arm, It was family.

After he had jerked his arm away Rhys exhaled softly and dropped his hand to his side, fidgeting with the studded strap that hung there meant as a ladder for Sabvir, though curiously the little weasel was absent for once. "I apologize, you merely took me by surprise." Then, like he finally remembered he'd dragged Kalia down with him as his right knee began to sting something fierce, he turned sharply and his blurred gaze darted around as it sought out Kalia, "Kalia, are you alright?!" He had entirely missed what Qisin had said and that Kalia had been helped up.
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Just before she hit the floor, which would have resulted in bruised knees at best, Kalia's hand found Oisin's. His was a firm, steadying grip that helped to keep her from making a complete fool of herself, and she used it to help regain her feet.

"Oh, my!" she said breathlessly. Her fair cheeks and nose were rosy from the drink she had had, but she wasn't the sort of sloppy drunk that might have otherwise accounted for her fall. "I'm terribly sorry!" She was back on her feet now, steady enough that she didn't need to cling to Oisin's hand any longer. "I don't know what happened there." An increasing warmth spread across her face, and Kalia realized she was blushing. She tugged her hand free of the stranger's grip after a few seconds too many, and squared her shoulders.

Merry's comments to his brother were lost in the din of chatter and the clanking of dishes, but Rhys's concerned inquiry managed to reach her despite all of that. "I'm fine, I'm fine," the Argent finally took her eyes off the face of the man who had 'rescued' her, and directed her attention to her former dancing partner. "Though if it wasn't for this gentleman, I'd have been unceremoniously dumped onto my rear."
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An exaggerated grin graced Merry's features as he beheld his brother's surprise. "Now, where else would I be on a day like this, eh?" he replied. "Surely enough, I found myself treated to the sight o' you havin' just a gay ol' time. Dance classes are finally payin' dividends, I see!"

Their parents had taken steps to ensure the security of the Abernathy name amongst proper nobility: lessons in etiquette, tutors, proper speech, and other things. Expected to inherit just about nothing, Meredydd had been spared--or, he sometimes felt, denied--such attentions, and he never missed a chance to chide either of his brothers when they showed the colors such lessons had wrought. He had to make his own identity clear, after all.

With his concluding sentence, he'd gestured not-so-subtly toward Rhys' companion, who, regaining her footing, then addressed the elder brother. Making no effort to make this encounter easy on Rhys, Merry opted to stand there in silence with a too-wide smile on his face, eagerly looking back and forth between the pair of dancers while he waited to be properly introduced.

He broke from the pattern only briefly to offer a wink to the woman's savior, whom he'd just decided to address as his long-time drinking buddy.

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