Emillion Mods (emillionmods) wrote in emillion, @ 2014-10-20 07:51:00 |
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With all of the chaos, and misfortune to have fallen over Emillion still Bierfest would bring a much happier overtone as it often did. Even if there was a clear under note of concern, and mild dismay that may have been more present than it had been in the years before. However, the week before had still started the drinking holiday even if it hadn't officially been named as such. The taverns, bars and inns knew how easily and wonderful it would be to capitalize on the upcoming tradition, and had decked their halls to the nines, trotted out the appropriate dishes, and started importing various brews as well as booking tastings well ahead of time. Several Kerwonian flags, and decorations hung across tavern stairs, and a low hum of entertainment and good cheer roamed around. Most Kerwonian born inhabitants of Emillion revealed at the nod to their homelands, and anyone who wasn't still enjoyed the good spirit and generally matching drinks. A 'holiday' to drink, it was touted by some, and honestly? They wouldn't be completely incorrect as Kerwonian drinking songs could be heard being belted out by drunk and sober patrons alike.
However, a taste of home - with some vendors and sales tasting far better to a discerning palette or perhaps a real Kerownian - would be on full display, and caused many a Valendian to flock and circle about specialty offers or vendors as they became more and more regularly available. Would there be as many available as last year? Certainly, not, but at the same time, the numbers had only thinned fairly minimally. Perhaps Kerownians had a bit too much pride, or machismo to know what was good and stay away from what was beginning to seem a cursed city but... Either way, the festivities would continue to carry on. Of course, there were traditional games, tales, songs, foods and other such attractions laid out as well. If the sales men and women were going to take advantage of drunken patrons, why not make as many avenues of revenue possible available to those who wished to throw away their gil? Even a few actual Kerwonian entertainers, and cooks had made it to Emillion's streets, their various distinct accents giving them away the second they spoke. The quality and level of tradition placed into such productions was easily ten times what any Valendian born merchant could manage, and many flocked around them, making it hard to get a word or purchase in edgewise. Regardless of where one would end up good cheer, good beer, heavy food, and smiling faces were easy to be found because what else would anyone expect when Beirfest was abounds? |