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CompanionSaturn had no idea what Dia de los Muertos really meant, he had no idea the culture or the language in stella but with the celebrating and interesting costumes he could only really get into it. Going from place to place, sort of following the crowd so to speak. Many places seemed to draw him in; ranging from minor stalls on the edges of town to the drinkin contests he was seeing all over the place. He’d blink a little bit at someone offering him some goods for a rather cheap price.
It was a little reef of skulls to go around his neck and a small hat that would barely fit over one part of his head. Depositing the right amount of jewels he’d find himself being onset by more and more people looking to help dress him up. It was kind of funny to him and he enjoyed it. They eventually even started to offer make up and stuff, but that would take ages to get out of his fur so he declined for the moment.
He was eventually directed to a place where there was a good number of people, spirits and folks that didn’t look quite right in one place. A half centaur, half skeleton half… person? Seemed to be outdrinking many individuals. Seeing the massive demi-god they got a big grin under their make up and motioned for saturn to come over. The demi-god looked around, seeing the onlookers he’d look back to the centaur and point to himself with a tilt of the head.
Nodding and speaking in a language he couldn’t understand the centaur ushered him over with the help of some other rather cheerful looking folks. Saturn would take a seat on the offered stool across from the centaur who slammed down several cups full of rather strong smelling liquid. The centaur drank the first one and set it down to one side, not a single drop left in it, on a few little ‘holders’ that dictated how many they needed to drink to win. Saturn looked between the two and then got the idea.
He’d do the same as the centaur and felt his nostrils burn with the scent of the strong liquor. The back of his throat also burned too. But the liquor wasn’t anywhere near strong enough to send him packing…
It was a little reef of skulls to go around his neck and a small hat that would barely fit over one part of his head. Depositing the right amount of jewels he’d find himself being onset by more and more people looking to help dress him up. It was kind of funny to him and he enjoyed it. They eventually even started to offer make up and stuff, but that would take ages to get out of his fur so he declined for the moment.
He was eventually directed to a place where there was a good number of people, spirits and folks that didn’t look quite right in one place. A half centaur, half skeleton half… person? Seemed to be outdrinking many individuals. Seeing the massive demi-god they got a big grin under their make up and motioned for saturn to come over. The demi-god looked around, seeing the onlookers he’d look back to the centaur and point to himself with a tilt of the head.
Nodding and speaking in a language he couldn’t understand the centaur ushered him over with the help of some other rather cheerful looking folks. Saturn would take a seat on the offered stool across from the centaur who slammed down several cups full of rather strong smelling liquid. The centaur drank the first one and set it down to one side, not a single drop left in it, on a few little ‘holders’ that dictated how many they needed to drink to win. Saturn looked between the two and then got the idea.
He’d do the same as the centaur and felt his nostrils burn with the scent of the strong liquor. The back of his throat also burned too. But the liquor wasn’t anywhere near strong enough to send him packing…
