AIN'T NO PARTY LIKE A FIRE EMBLEM PARTY

[solemnity]

[ so whatever you were doing, DROP IT. RIGHT NOW. IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF SAVING YOUR CONTINENT OR WORLD, YOU AREN'T DOING IT NOW.

no, now you're going to chill in this pub and enjoy some ale and maybe get rowdy. have some fun, loosen up, make new friends. WHO KNOWS, maybe they've got some crazy tales of their own to tell. maybe you'll see faces you shouldn't be able to anymore! TIME SHENANIGANS, MAN, wibbly wobbly and all that jazz.

anyway, this dude is just going to chill in a corner with a pint that's barely started and a book in his lap, keeping an eye on the guys he has the misfortune of calling his army. or the army he advises, rather, since technically they're eliwood's army. whatever. he's keeping an eye on them like a good mother hen tactician should. otherwise, have your fun, he'll leave y'all to it. ]

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[renewance]

[ who let her in

and who gave her alcohol

So here's Serra, sitting at the bar, giggling and hiccuping because she's partially tipsy (or maybe it's just her normal, natural drunkeness). Do you dare approach? ]

[loneflower]

[Oh, wow, what's this

Someone else in nearly the exact state, also sitting at the bar!!

Sylvia's all smiles for now, leaning forward on her seat.]

It ain't so bad, huh?

[renewance]

[ They were clearly born to be friends!!

Serra turns to the other and gives a goofy drunken grin. ]

No, not bad at all! I particularly fancy this one, right here.. It has a distinct aristocratic taste to it, I think! [ Serra leans her mug over to the other, revealing.. your average, run of the mill booze. Definitely not suited for nobles, at least. ]

[loneflower]

[It's a perfect match!!

Sylvia looks down at the girl's mug, nodding slowly. Yes, yes, this all sounds very reasonable.]

It does? I gotta try that one! [Laughs, her words slurring together some.] But it's all... It's all real good! I dunno if I'd have found all of this back home.

[marquess]

[ you know who dares? eliwood dares. st. elimine knows why, but he does.

he's just going around, checking on faces he knows, which brings him to approaching serra with a smile. ] Hello, Serra. Enjoying yourself?

[renewance]

[ Oh, Lord Eliwood. Serra always knew you were a brave soul. ]

Mm, Lord Eliwood! [ Serra (very un-subtlely) taps the stool next to her, inviting the other to come take a seat. ] Yes! I must say, I never thought someone such as myself would participate in barbaric things such as this, but.. It's really quite nice! Quaint, even.

[marquess]

[ brave indeed. eliwood will take the invitation, because why not he obviously hasn't learned his lesson yet, laughing a little at the answer. ] I'm glad to hear it. It seems we could all use the chance to relax, if even for a short while. I have a feeling there's going to be a lot of unhappy people come tomorrow, however...

[ all those hangovers, man. thank elimine he isn't a cleric. ]