fate/stay drunk; (open)

[ex_cashcow493]

WHO: Saber the Blue, Saber the Red, Gilgamesh, Enkidu, Rider, Final Dead Lancer, and I'm not sure who else. I'll edit accordingly later!
WHERE: Some poor tavern in Goldenrod City
WHEN: August 21st (backdated)
SUMMARY: What happens when you get a bunch of ancient heroes together to drink?
RATING: PG13+ for drinking shenanigans and possibly violence. It's possible with this crowd.
LOG:

It had been impossible to secure a place for them to drink on their own. A world like this has no need to stop their operations for any man who claims to be a king. Much like for any young maiden who made the very same claim. So here they were, heroes throughout time and worlds, sitting together at a couple tables side-by-side to accommodate them. Heaven help any random passerby who thought it might be a good idea to join in...

(( Open drinking log! Make your own prompts and do your own prose/action spam! ))

Comments

[axeatyourside]

Not so much. [he's had enough to drink that there's no need to obscure where in his own timeline he rests] In my friend's experience, I have died and he has grieved. I myself rest on the cusp of falling ill. He told me all of what was to come when we found each other here. [and with that, the rest of his beer is downed.] And you know how that story goes.