Post by John Cole on Jan 19, 2014 5:14:49 GMT -5
August 25th 23CLE
In the capital on a side road was a normal enough looking building. The sign on the wall said "The Drunken Samurai." Just a hole in the wall for all intents, an all wood building. The entrance had a sliding door and the interior was lit up by paper lanterns. On the left side was the bar itself, and the right lie a bunch of booths lined up on the wall. It was obviously made to attract residents from both Ionia and any foreigners visiting.
At the back at his own table sat John Cole and an ochoko filled with sake. His main goal of course for tonight was to get drunk, stumble home, and possibly faceplant the bed if he made it. After that loss against Irelia, he might as well grab a drink and enjoy himself in some way. He grinned and took a drink from the cup and set it down, then reached into a small bag of peanuts and ate a handful. Thank God he found this place. It was almost like being back at Piltover.
In the capital on a side road was a normal enough looking building. The sign on the wall said "The Drunken Samurai." Just a hole in the wall for all intents, an all wood building. The entrance had a sliding door and the interior was lit up by paper lanterns. On the left side was the bar itself, and the right lie a bunch of booths lined up on the wall. It was obviously made to attract residents from both Ionia and any foreigners visiting.
At the back at his own table sat John Cole and an ochoko filled with sake. His main goal of course for tonight was to get drunk, stumble home, and possibly faceplant the bed if he made it. After that loss against Irelia, he might as well grab a drink and enjoy himself in some way. He grinned and took a drink from the cup and set it down, then reached into a small bag of peanuts and ate a handful. Thank God he found this place. It was almost like being back at Piltover.
