carriedoff (carriedoff) wrote in faeparties, @ 2017-12-14 22:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, *gallery, erevos, lir |
Who: Erevos and Lir
What: Dranks, stories and Heartaches.
When: After this and this.
Where: The gallery
Warnings: Drinking, Tearing things apart and stabbing things.
There he was again, arms full of every type of drink that the changeling imagined Erevos might like and of course what he, himself, preferred.
He's found the sprite Pepper and asked him to charm the bottles. To his surprise he had, and they followed after him on a string, bobbing there like balloons. Lir has been surprised at Pepper's generosity. Usually, the little snip was in a hostile mood, but he'd told Lir to give his best to The Vengeful Death and Lir had promised he would.
The gallery wasn't far. It didn't take long to get there, but when he finally did, he remembered why Lir remembered why he didn't go there often. It was a spooky place. Indescribably beautiful but also terrible. Much like every Unseelie hangout, the gallery was equal parts dread and longing.
"Erevos?" he called out, rushing through a sculpture of a pair who reached for him with clawed hands. In their other hands were shards of glass. Blood flowed in rivulets down their palms and forearms. One of them got one of the bottles that were trailing behind him on a string. When they did the pair of them scurried back like rats and started to drink the liquid as fast as they could in great spilling gulps, stealing the bottle back and forth and back again.
Lir didn't look back. He only looked forward, searching the halls for his friend. "I brought the drinks..." and then he turned the corner and Erevos was there, Larger than life - pun intended.
"Erevos!" He moved toward the man for an embrace, of course.