#earthrunes

Zara is not sure just what this is, and why it is in her library where her tea should be. It is a silly looking drink that smells of .. sniff sniff... strawberry, cherry, and.. ah yes, prune juice. It does not seem as if the ingredients are fresh so much as 'well preserved'

A note says 'To Zara, enjoy your Fungeon if you dare'

no doubt, the writer may wish to be anonymous, but really she's seen Leonora's handwriting before so she doesn't even need willow whisper or the like

".....fungeon?"

COULD be a spelling error, but she doubts it

sniffffffff

And a delicate tap of her gray tongue against the red liquid, tasting.

a bit sweet, but... mmm not bad... not repulsively new the mix is pleasant

Prune juice is a most excellent addition. Warrior's drink.

She will allow this.

She takes more of the drink, and it is really wonderfully genteel and inviting, the drink equal of being on the arm of a gallant gent , two. The Lord of Cherry such innocent delight, And the Margrave of Strawberry ever so comforting... at least at first

Then, the drink kicks in, as if those two gents, quietly stroking her hand at first, have lead her astray into a crooked stairwell leading down, down... and begin to whisper in her ear of wicked fancies, even as they grip her tight... play growing more adult

Gentiility to nigh delightful ruffian ship! Were this a novel, many a lass would be interested in reading it

The Raven chirrups, feathers ruffled. Such THOUGHTS.

Such thoughts may require a partner, yes.

Samhain hangs about like the promise of a wonderful mistake to come, a happy incident, or even, dare she contemplate, the most pleasant of shandas

a PRIVATE sort of Shanda, invited guest only, she's still a sluagh

and this really is a great drink for adventure. She could get more from Jack's, but well, she knows her limitations. Earl MIGHT like one though

He might want a fresh one. Alas. She could not just share hers. She takes a deep draught for courage, and ventures towards Jack's.

The crowd is bustling a bit more than she'd like, the celebrations of pennons results are a draw, but most know there is a 'sluagh way' and leave a corner in the shadows further from the noise be, and Jack checks that now and then so he does not neglect

For those that couldn't go, this is the first they hear of the details

Zara can wait patiently.

And sure enough, the dad bodded Satyr walks over to where she waits "Hey, Zara. Hope you haven't been waiting long. The usual?"

She shakes her head, and holds up her half-empty tumbler. "Perchance there is a... ah... fresh version? I wouldst introduce this to another."

"Oh that" He nods, and smiles "I'm actually pleased so many seem to like it. How many?"

"One. But he is very, very tall."

"That he is," A nod "I'll get him a glass that handles that" And he gets it promptly "Want it delivered on your behalf or to give it to him yourself?"

"I shall deliver it." A wicked little smile.

And she gets one made then and there, he winks "If he asks about the name, Leonora commented on it, and Coradel decreed it so"

"Feh. Fiona."

"Thank you, Bar-Master Jack. Keep the change, aye?"

"Actually already paid for, Leonora said if you came by to put it on her tab"

"Well then." She peels off a bill. "For the trouble."

"No trouble, but I'll take it" the satyr nod "Much obliged. HOpe he likes the drink, I KNOW he'll like the company"

"Oh, I can guarantee that much. Good night." She dips her head, and retreats with the two drinks.

Away from the crowds and noise, she finds Earl is in his bedroom. Yes. Even without opening the door she can hear him putting clothes away