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Message: <blockquote data-quote="seasong" data-source="post: 779636" data-attributes="member: 5137">Well, I ended up rewriting it anyway <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />. Good thing it wasn't already posted <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />. And it wasn't obvious, but I was being sarcastic about the "not important" thing.Olympiad: The Rest of the DayThe first day of Olympiad is always devoted to pure and performance athletics. Although a few military tactics make their way in, the distance runners do not carry spears, the sprinters do not carry shields, the arcanists do not demonstrate any accuracy or stamina beyond "fireballs are pretty".Greppa, born to a reasonably wealthy family, had always enjoyed wandering through the streets of Theralis in a haze of eye candy and alcohol. He watched sprinters with their powerful legs and gracile builds, hurlers with their broad shoulders and bull necks, gymnasts with their stocky power. It was all good.For Merideth, it was a very different experience. She'd only been to Olympiad twice, once when she was very little, and once immediately prior to apprenticing as a healer. Usually, Olympiad was when her family took few days off (except for a few minor daily maintenances that couldn't be avoided), a pleasant thing to be sure, but nothing quite like this. As much as possible, she followed the gymnasts - the feats they pulled off did not quite seem possible, and that helped her get over the small surges of jealousy for wealthy people who lived their entire lives with events like this.Bellos, originally intending to stick to Merideth and avoid trouble, found trouble anyway in the form of a dark-eyed gymnast who thought his vaguely exotic looks pleasing. He missed most of the athletics after the first gymnastics performance ended.Not that he minded.Greppa and Merideth found each other slightly before nightfall, and, already full of wine and bread and cheese and eye candy, stumbled into Greppa's tower and broke open a rare wine Merideth had charmed* out of a merchant.Greppa took a whiff of the wine, and after deciding it was probably going to put him to sleep, knocked the rest of his night's agenda off the list. "To our absent friend, who carried us all on his broad shoulders, may the gods find him in a good company."Merideth, more than a bit drunk, clipped stone cups with Greppa, "So say all men."And with that, they drank. They emptied the bottle, sucking up the pain and loss. They drank of their memories of Athan, of his life lived to the fullest. And Dianas washed away Akeros, as the alcohol soothed and burned away the pain. Falling asleep, tumbled together like kittens, Greppa and Merideth found some solace, as Athan watched over them from Allas' realm.* Normally it would just be assumed that she smiled prettily at him, but Merideth is an esper, and they sometimes go bad, so we have to be clear: she didn't muck up his brain to get the wine, she just smiled prettily.</blockquote>

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