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It's a cold winter day in Abresi, the undead had attacked Abresi only a day earlier. A voice of a young man shouting several times is heard on the streets of Abresi; "Merchant Lane Five! Come join the best house party ever!" he claims, continuing on yelling: "Bring your own drinks! Free drugs all night!" Little did the man know as he yelled, that the following three days would be on a whole another level from the Ascended, higher than the sky-gods. As the sun went down, people start gathering in the apartment of the address mentioned. The host, Draen Aris, a golden party-crown on his head, giving small packs of quartz dust to every person attending the party.

 

The party starts off quite slowly, only about five or six people attending. People seem like they don't know what to do with the quartz dust they were given, but then a man - Jean - gets up, showing an example. He forms some lines from the fine white powder, sniffing it soon after. Many people follow his example, the host not included, he seems busy giving more dust out to people who keep showing up, even some child is attending, Draen isn't a one to judge though - he gives the child some drugs to start with aswell. He goes on to put some cactus green in an incense-burner, to have a nice little effect in the party.

The dark room is filled with people in no time, psychedelic music blasting from a jukebox, dilated pupils everywhere and masses of laughter can be heard from the house. People are getting hungry, and take what is served gladly; variety of mushrooms is distributed along the attendees. 


The party is getting crazier by the time, people are dancing and taking more and more drugs. Weird lights are flashing around the dark room, giving a more psychedelic feel to the party; perhaps an adept illusionist is also attending? Some people head over from the tavern, already drunk. Groups and couples form inside the house, and discussion between them is rolling aswell. More and more people are rolling in, and more and more drugs are being distributed. The host, finally, gets a great idea: He starts making a bonfire in the middle of the room, very contained though: instead of firewood he's using cactus green for the fuel. Truly a genius idea. He lights the lovely cactus-green-bonfire on top of his carpet, some cobblestones circling around the fire making it seem like a proper campfire inside the dark room. The smoke that rises off the fire gives off a mass-effect. Even some guards are attending, their eyes just as red and pupils just as dilated as everyone elses.

 

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The party goes on for days, in human time of course, he is out of it like everyone else. The room is filled with smoke and the reek of cactus green is floating with the wind around Merchant's Lane as the door to the apartment is wide open. Draen has made a huge pile of quartz dust, silver, Carrion white and even some ugluk happiness on top of his table. People grab from it in their hands, not even bothering to make lines anymore. Fanfares of snorting and sniffing are heard. Even the society-thief Yatagarasu is attending, he forms a three meter long line out of quartz dust: The Line of Champions.

Too bad everyone is too drunk and high to remember it in the following day. The party begins to finally die down, after three days of straight up drug-heaven and wild dancing, diet consisting entirely of shrooms and random failed potions found in Draen's chests. People kiss, people vomit, people pass out.

 

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The following morning, Draen and Jean find themselves in a house trashed with drugs. Draen had passed out next to his bed, whereas Jean near the dinner table. Both completely oblivious of what had happened during these days. Their hangovers are massive, headaches that feel horrifying, when suddenly something that sounds like an elephant playing enormous tambourines inside a tunnel that is directed to their ears - A whiny teen decides to knock on the door. He tries to educate them, with no luck whatsoever. A cleaning process begins in the house, after the teen was beaten out of the house.

This, was the biggest party in Abresi since the forever.

 

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*Vithquar, somewhere in Abresi, thinks to herself about the party*

 

"Man, that was a fun night. I only wish I could remember more than throwing up and kissing a lot..."

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Amuel Sano prepares his beating stick "Boy, if you ever pull a stunt like that again..."

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Thurak thinks back to the party, and when he saved those two kissing monstrosities from the black-misty snakes. Or was that just the Cactus Green getting to him...?

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Lucien II was chilling in abresi until he heard of this party of debauchery and sin.'

 

"WHAT?!?!"

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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