The Devil's Nest, Sunday Night
Eric had heard the radio and had taken a moment to be extremely grateful that the people he liked enough to save from death were still...un-dead...and even less than a second to feel regret that Godric hadn't found a way around meeting the sun to come back to say hello (which was maudlin and unworthy of warriors like both Eric and Godric and he was immediately ashamed of himself), and then Eric remembered he owned a place that sold booze...so:
COME. DRINK. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
It was as friendly as Eric got, all right?
The Devil's Nest was open! And so, so broody.
COME. DRINK. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.
It was as friendly as Eric got, all right?
The Devil's Nest was open! And so, so broody.