His Royal Highness Prince Darvish Shayrif Hakem (wastrel_prince) wrote in projectchaoslog, @ 2012-12-15 00:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | darvish hakem : wastrel_prince |
Who: Darvish and open
Where: A bar
When: Evening
What: Getting a drink
He'd wandered around the strange city, bemused at the size of it all. And the noise. He didn't have his sword, which made him anxious, but no-one he'd seen seemed to be carrying weaponry. He didn't want to stand out.
He passed a door, which opened behind him as someone left. A familiar smell wafted out. Strong spirits, stronger than he normally drank, but where you found that, you usually also found wine. He grinned and turned around, ducking inside.
With his charm and stories of being new to the city and without local currency, he was able to get quite a few drinks. And admirers. He was happier than he'd been since he'd woken up in this strange situation.