A Night's Drinking [Mission]

Wine - Wine was something that Seti was quite a large fan of. Though, to be fair, that was likely because of the fact that the stuff that he had drank whilst in Heliohapt was actually half good. He was part of the high court of the Pharaoh, and that meant that he had the opportunity to get all the finest foods, wines and anything else that would please him. However, in Reim, it seemed that he would have nowhere near as many luxuries.

Tonight was one of those nights when he had pseudo-luxuries. With the money that he had gotten from helping that women who had her purse snatched, he was going to be able to buy some good drink to be able to take his mind off of things. Maybe even buy a girl? No, if slavery was abolished, prostitution would likely have been as well.

Maybe he could seduce a fellow tavern goer? No, that would be cruel - never charm someone's heart if you intend to leave in the morning. That was something that he had learned from his mother.. well, the only thing. Never let a child grow up without their parents. It was a form of misery too many understood.

His thoughts about company tonight was shattered by the drawling of an old man at the counter. He wasn't the first person like this that Seti had seen in his life - Plenty of washed up veterans wound up in places like this. It was a sad finale to a proud life, but that was the way it worked.

The man seemed to notice Seti's gaze, and grinned wickedly.
"Hey, lad! You wanna hear an old man's war stories?"

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It would be rude to ignore the man's request, but he couldn't help but notice the look on people's faces across the bar. The bartender seemed remarkably annoyed by the man's mere presence, and more than a few people were looking at him imploringly as if they wanted him to say no. He had to somehow find a way to please all parties in this situation, and he could only think of one. Sadly, that meant that his evening of fun was going to be cut short.

"Well, tell you what, friend - How about I walk you home and you can tell me on the way?" The man hesitated for a moment, but as he almost fell off his stool even sitting down, it became abundantly clear to him that he needed to go home.
"Alright, but let me go to the bathroom first."

As the man tottered off to go evacuate himself, Seti began to pack up his stuff for the evening - He put on his coat, finished his drink, and moved to stand by the door ready to take this man home. As he did so, the bartender slid over a small bag of coins, flashing him a smile.
"thanks mate, if he'd stayed much longer who knows how much trouble we'd have been in?"

Just as he pocketed the gold, the old man slid out of the bathroom, clearly more than a little intoxicated.
"O-okay... let's go home."
"Good man, come on."



Wrapping the man's arm around his shoulder, Seti began to lead him out of the bar just in time for him to begin with his old war stories.
"You should have seen me when I was young and strong, kid. I look pathetic and old now, but once upon a time I was a god among men. Confident, striding among them like I owned them, I was the embodiment of confidence and skill...."

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The walk back to the old man's home was long and uneventful. That being said, it was a long sway from boring. Despite what the barmen had thought about the man's stories, Seti couldn't help but be fascinated by them. He had long since learned from his master's hips that sometimes the best stories come from the strangest of sources. It certainly seemed to be the case in this situation.

"... so I came home, born aloft on my shield, and was named a hero. Yet, within twenty years, nobody cared about the war any more and I was seen as a coward for not fighting in the next one."
"... really? But you fought so bravely! I mean, you're clearly war-ravaged, did people really attack you for not joining another war?"

The man nodded sadly, and with that they wound up at the man's doorstep.
"Good night, Actilien." Seti said, leaving him by the door with a quick flask of a smile. He was going to go back to the room and sleep early tonight.
"Seti... Can I tell you another one of my tales sometime?"

"Of course. After all, someone has to listen."