For the Sake of Sake (Open) Dec 28, 2019 23:59:56 GMT -6
Post by Sanbu on Dec 28, 2019 23:59:56 GMT -6
For the Sake of Sake
Sanbu's PL: 100'000
Sanbu's PL: 100'000
What lain as typical sand and nothing more appeared to feature an entire host of strange sights and faces within its depths. The Fortuneteller Desert was but a location not to be ignored if one were seeking a thrill. In the midst of an extremely arid site during a reasonably hot winter's day lain a peculiar setting. Here in the vast expanse of sand stood a small village of humble stature. Its architectural landscape was not that remarkable by the typical human standard but there still remained marvels worth gazing upon. A many small stone houses lay scattered about with a certain random nature to the way they were plotted on the ground. Their color a shade off-white, rather similar to the hue of the very sand they were built upon. Flora was mixed here and there as one could gather that some manner of an oasis probably resided here beyond the very staining mark that most civilizations tended to have.
Among the many buildings present there appeared to be one that proved to be the focus of the town. It stood at an impressive height, standing at around three stories tall in comparison to the many one story buildings nearby. But what of its inner compartments? Such would be where Sanbu found himself, at the first floor of the building lost in conversation with a few Majin near his person for the time being. They all looked alike Sanbu though their outfits all sported slight variations to his, as if to state they were all a uniform of some kind. Clothes and skin of extremely varied colors but still maintaining a similar theme throughout. The tavern was not that populated however there still remained a capable ambiance within the building. The sounds of a many instruments came to clash and meld with each other in a bizarre mash. Singers, musicians and dancers all alike graced the tavern in their own unique approach.
Travelers entered and left the place at random intervals as the bustling Majin village found the most particular characters enter its quarters. After enough time had elapsed the once active bar had grown to become more withdrawn, quieting down given how late it had gotten. The sun had nigh begun to set and a misty orange hue shone through the tavern, the sky was a fierce scarlet color. As the music started to simmer Sanbu came to look at his cup in sheer boredom, conversation had left him and so sake proved the only capable means of relaxation at the moment. <Maybe it isn't that I've found dull circumstances to be in but perhaps it is simply the fact that I have become more of a boring person as of recent. Given enough of the same circumstance one has got to start isolating the variables. I ought to change the self so that I may become one who does not find themselves in these situations.> With a slight hesitation to the way he examined his cup, Sanbu took a slight sip from the sake. Eager to be whelmed by the feeling it so often gave it.
Music being played.