YM778.TV Chapter 62 - 62
The trip back to the Guild House is a cheerful one. The party stops in at a bakery both Char and Mythryll recommend and order 4 different cakes, all in the largest pan size he could manage and still have them ready for tonight.
"One for each of us that hit level 60 today." They tell the baker, who smiles in understanding.
"I will make sure they\'re worthy of the celebration." He assures them, before getting the address for the delivery. They\'re not going to hold the party at home, instead holding a party at a nearby hotel tavern. It\'s full of adventurers every day, and they\'ll understand about the need for a level 60 celebration, especially for four members the same day.
Everyone has been given the day off and invited to come along, though the Tengu are both nervous about being out in public, having been bullied in the past.
"Don\'t worry about it. We\'re all going to be there, and we\'re plenty strong. Nobody will do anything mean to you." Mythryll assures them, looking to Cain to back her up.
"How about we ask Vala to look out for you? They don\'t get drunk, so you don\'t need to worry about that, and you\'re guaranteed to have someone to walk you home if you want to leave early?" Cain suggests. The Demonic Companion is more than capable of eating, and Vala enjoys salty snacks, but she assured them that she doesn\'t process things the same way so she can\'t get drunk or drugged, short of an actual paralysis drug or Poison.
Once the words \'Open Bar\' were mentioned both Tanya and Dimnys were all in on the party invitation. The barkeeper was more than willing to be their host for the night, bringing in a band in the middle of the week and even letting the groups staying in the Inn know that there would be a level 60 party for 4 transfers, with a prepaid bar tab. Eight gold coins bought out his stock, plus snacks for the evening, so it is a drink until it\'s gone sort of day.
The girls spend all afternoon picking outfits and getting ready, while Cain simply switches to his fancier pants and some black shoes with a silk shirt and heads to the barber for a trim.
Seven in the evening comes and dinner is finished, it\'s time to party. The delivery cart from the Bakery is out front when they arrive, and the baker himself is there, Ale in hand to welcome them at the door.
"The Ladies and Gentleman of the hour have arrived!" The singer on stage announces. "Mythryll, Misha, Elmira and Cain have all reached Level 60 today in the Naga Raid. They\'ve bought out the bar, so everyone enjoy your evening."
They start in on a bouncy dance tune and everyone makes their way to the dance floor, many congratulations later. The [Terror of the Naga] Guild Title is the only title their Guild currently holds. So they\'ve nothing to switch it out to, letting everyone in the bar who cares to check their interface know that they managed the fast clear achievement before they hit level 60. No small feat, and the reputation of the \'Darklight Host\' Guild is soaring tonight.
The bartender and cake maker have decided to celebrate in waves. First up is the cake for Elmira. A sweet caramel fudge cake with caramel drizzle on chocolate icing. The cake takes an entire table by itself and cheers go up around the room in her honor.
Half an hour later is Mythryll\'s turn. Vanilla cake with an apple mousse layer in the middle and apple flavor frosting. The cake is amazingly good, and Cain makes a note to order this one again.
Misha gets angel food cake with strawberries and whipped cream, a true classic, and at the end of the procession comes Cain\'s \'cake\' a special order from Misha that turns out to be one big Black Forest cake, with a hundred chocolate cupcakes with cherry filling and chocolate icing.
The joke is not lost on anyone from the group, and the bar full of drunks is more than happy to get cupcakes instead of cake slices. They can be handheld after all, so you don\'t need to put down your drink.
The sun is up before the bar runs out of everything and chases them all out. Not even a bottle of wine is left in their cellar, but the barkeeper assured Cain before the party that he could make arrangements to be restocked in time to open again the next afternoon.
They\'re all singing arm in arm, staggering back to the Guild House in the morning light, drawing amused glances from the City Guards, who are by now well aware that there was a party going on. The responses from the crowds going to work early are a bit more mixed, but since most of the vendors near the Guild House are Dwarven run weapons and armor shops, the closer they get to home, the more indulgent and amused the responses get. To the point they\'ve got a couple of drunks singing songs with them by the time they reach home. The Dwarves do appreciate a good party.
"Thank you Gentlemen for the accompaniment. We are now home and wish you a good morning." a very drunk Tanya bows to them before burping and staggering to open the door.
The house is dark. Very Dark. The Tengu girls left just a little after midnight, citing their bedtime, and both Valas followed them back. They must have put up the blackout shades in every room of the house. Even in the morning light, the house is darker than the dimly lit pub they were partying in.
"Remind me when I\'m sober, those girls deserve a tip." Misha slurs while Cain carries her to her room.
The curtains were closed, and the outside storm shutters too, making the room comfortably dark. Cain\'s room was on the north side of the house, and darker to begin with, he could barely see once the door was closed.
"Perfect." He thought to himself "System set an alarm for ten hours from now. Message: Tip Ciara and Clara."
[Alarm set]