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

[ex_cashcow493]

[ As well as a meeting of that sort could go. ]

Better than other times we have met. As enemies on the field of battle, there was little opportunity for us to mingle as we are now.

[axeatyourside]

The battlefield sets a low standard to begin with. [he's heard the Gilgamesh version of what was said, and while knowing the Saber version might be wise, pressing her is likely a bad plan. If she's content with him knowing, it will come out in time.]

On another note - I've encountered two Sabers now. Is there any other name I am permitted to use for you?

[ex_cashcow493]

Ah, you have encountered that problem as well? [ It's strange to think about that other Saber's war, but they each held their own trials of anguish and therefore should not be forgotten. ] I am surprised your friend has not told you of my true identity.

[ There was a time so long ago that Saber would have been unable to bring herself to give up her name easily. Fortunately, Merlin taught her in this realm that such beliefs were pointless. ]

Arturia. [ Looking away. ] Unless you prefer to call me by the name Arthur. I would not object to that either.

[axeatyourside]

Admittedly we weren't the sort to talk in those situations. [well, unless it was to encourage each other to kill great beasts like Humbaba.] And he has not, as you've not come up in conversation.

You act as if I should immediately know one or the other. What story is attached to them? [if there is one thing Enkidu loves, it's a good story.]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ It still surprises her when he says they've yet to talk about her. With how fascinated Archer was with her, it's refreshing to have some normalcy with it. ]

The tale of a boy who became king. It can be a pretty long-winded one should I continue.

[axeatyourside]

[Oh. Stories. Stories are always good - no beyond that, they're the best things. Enkidu grins ever so slightly at the word continue.] I should like to hear it, I think. Would paying for drinks be an acceptable price?

[ex_cashcow493]

Price? You need not pay for something that I can tell you easily about.

[ Bribery is unfit for someone like her, so it always alarms her when people are quick to give her a kind gesture. Food is excluded. Food is always excluded. ]

[axeatyourside]

Yes, but exchanging information for nothing strikes me as unfair at best.

[ex_cashcow493]

If it were an exchange, then certainly. I only mean to catch you up to knowledge that so many others know and I would be disappointed in them should they accept payment in telling you.

[axeatyourside]

[he's not gonna win this one, so he's really going to give up here. Not worth the effort of arguing politeness] Fine, fine, your point wins over mine and now my curiosity has won out. Find a place to sit and I'll listen.

[ex_cashcow493]

Very well. [ Her mood lightens with that, why she might even give a laugh. ]

Let us see, this looks like it would be comfortable enough.

[ Plopping down lady-like into a nearby spot, she'll turn to face him. The alcohol may come later when she feels she needs the courage, but for now? She's content. ]

In the time from which I hail, a female heir to the throne is unheard of. Kings wanted sons to rule when they grew too old or frail, although I am sure this could be true of anytime. Was it the same as your own?

[axeatyourside]

[he nods assent] Yes, it is so. There are some points of continuity between your time period and my own - please, go on.

[ex_cashcow493]

A strong king with a kingdom struck in conflict had no need for the birth of a daughter and instead of announcing it to the kingdom, he disowned the child. Not even she was to know of her heritage, so instead she grew up the 'son' of a knight that was a close companion to the king. That way he could, if interested, watch her grow up into a fine warrior.

What he hadn't expected was to be struck with an illness before another child could be conceived and therefore, when he passed, there was no man to take the throne. Not an ideal situation for any kingdom, would you not agree?

[axeatyourside]

Of course not. The aftermath is depressingly predictable, and the rebuilding effort after the inevitable war takes generations to clean up, only for the cycle to happen again.

[ex_cashcow493]

That is right. So all of the knights of the kingdom fought and competed against each other for a chance at the throne. It was not going as well as originally thought, so another method was created by a powerful warlock.

[ Closing her eyes, she thinks back on it. ] A holy blade had been forced inside a stone and whoever pulled it free would become king.

So knights and even boys who were not fit to be knights all tried their hand at it.

[axeatyourside]

I should wonder the criteria for a king, according to this sword and the magician who made the solution to the crisis be this, if anything. But please, continue.

[ex_cashcow493]

Ha, that is because this magician was crafty. Only a proper heir could pull the sword from the stone and seeing as there was only one child who fit that criteria...

Well, you understand where I am getting at, yes?

[axeatyourside]

Of course. You were given your inheritance regardless of gender. But then what happened?

[ex_cashcow493]

I hid my gender. [ Calmly spoken, but there's distance in her voice. ]

No one would have a maiden for a king, you understand.

[axeatyourside]

[he nods] I do.

But gender does not impact one's skill as a ruler, and I'm going to guess yours was an eventful reign.

[ex_cashcow493]

Yes and no. As King Arthur, I did manage to turn the kingdom's prosperity around and Britain flourished. However that success came at too high of a cost.

Since I could not reveal my gender to no man, I had to keep everyone at a distance. Even my own queen could not love me as a proper one should, understandably so, but I had to send away one of my best knights because of it.

[axeatyourside]

Oh?

[Okay, he has an inkling on what happened there, but he has no desire to make assumptions]

[ex_cashcow493]

[ It's not her business to talk about it, especially since said knight is in this very realm alongside her. ]

My people could trust me to lead a kingdom, but they could not trust me to keep their best interests in mind. No trust in a leader made the country unwell. Even my knights argued amongst themselves due to me.

[axeatyourside]

Mm, but how does being trusted to lead a kingdom not differ from keeping the best interest of those below you in mind? That makes no sense to me.

[ex_cashcow493]

I had to make calls that were for the best of the country at a whole and some suffered due to it. [ Allowing a village to fall just to gain a better footing in battle to lead them to victory. That sort of thing isn't easily forgiven. ] Due to some of the decisions I made, there was unrest. A king that felt no emotion could not know how his subjects felt is how they worded it.