Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/Cavaliers don't drink... a little
Cachaça. A marvel that Sir Shaitan brought of his travel. Many soldiers drank before the battle to have courage. But Erik was a leader and he preferred to drink in the victory commemorations. He was used to the beer of Trinbar and the wine of Dolmbar. Certainly the best drinks of Sirion. Some Lords produced excellent herbs, but none had the same taste for the drinks. After the good battle in Dale, during the return to Sermbar he observed the small oak barrel.
The night was hot and pleasant, it seemed inviting. But the first contact was strange. The aged drink had a strong smell and a gold color, but quite different from the vivid yellow of the beer. It seemed dirty water. But with a smell of alcohol that could drop a small animal. He didn't have lemons, but who needs appetizers to deceive the taste?
Healer: "M'Lord, I can feel the smell of here. Are you sure that you wants to drink this thing? I could use that drink to clean your wounds."
Erik Eyolf: "Are you a little girl? It's obvious that I will try. The drink never put me down!"
But a drink also never placed a grimace in the face of the good Judge before. Strong and hot like the hell. It went down burning the throat. Some Stormwalkers noticed how the Erik's body trembled a little and they disguised the laughters fearing reprisals. Definitively it wouldn't be good to drink during a march. But who would impede the almighty Judge of Sirion and Lord of Trinbar? Nor Captain Karl interfered in those drunk amusements. The first sip was bad. But the third were like drinking water of Elune's fountains.
Erik was already walking in the clouds when he began to have the visions. He had the habit of calling that of receiving Revelations, but of that time perhaps he was just very drunk and sweating too much.
Erik Eyolf: "Did you see that? The woman in the desert?"
Healer: "M'Lord... I have to insist. Would be better if you stop drinking!"
Erik Eyolf: "Shut up. This is just the fifth mug! Did you see the woman or not???"
Captain Karl: "Leave him alone, doctor! And you, soldier... if I see another laugh in your face, I will take it off with my hunting knife!"
There was not any woman in the desert. Not one that a sober men could see. But Erik saw, and again, who would impede him?
Erik Eyolf: "Fill my mug again, servant. I will hunt that beautiful prey!"
Captain Karl: "By the gods!!!"
Erik began to walk alone in the darkness night. Nobody could impede him, then they didn't impede. The woman stood back smiling while he called her with indiscreet praises. The heat and the spree did he went abandoning the clothes little by little. Drunk steps in the arid land. When remained only the heavy silver necklace that sustained the red cape, he reached her. And he was not wrong. The goddess was there. And with a challenging shine in her eyes.
Elune: "The Judge of Sirion nude and drunk? What would your people think about this?"
Erik Eyolf: "The men would envy me and the women would stand in line to wonder."
Elune: "Overconfidence. For that, you are my favorite one."
Erik Eyolf: "The only one!"
Elune: "My sweet child... I like to see you nude like I created you, but where is the armor that I forged to protect your beautiful body, my beautiful creation?"
Erik Eyolf: "Repairs. A lot of arrows and sword blows"
Elune: "I can see new scars. How can you allow that enemies destroy my work? You should fear struggle without my armor."
Erik Eyolf: "You created me without fear. I am the Silver Dragon. And I would like to take you to fly with me this night."
Elune: "Not so fast. If you trust so much in your abilities, I challenge you! In the next battles you won't use my armor. And if you doesn't suffer any wound, then I will go back to fly with you. And to learn that you speaks to a Godess and not with a farmer daughter, you will give my armor to another good warrior. You will have to deserve it again. Now, sleep and dream, my beloved drunk lover."
Erik woke up with a terrible taste in his throat when he felt the weight of the clothes falling on his body.
Captain Karl: "The great Judge of Sirion. Nude and drunk! I didn't swear to protect you to see you skinned!"
The two friends laughed a good drunk laugh.
