My Band of Idiots

Ramock's Rant

These people are exhausting we have a fucking MOTH Person! He literally don't know a thing about the world, nothing, beer never heard of it, ale what is that shit, vodka poisonous to his people, something is wrong with this man. Then the rabbit, oh god the rabbit! He works at a brothel and some how is best friends with the MOTH how did that happen, sweet innocent moth man who needs protecting from the LION BARTENDER who OBVIOUSLY is a PREDATOR and OBVIOUSLY needs to back off and learn BOUNDARIES!!! The woman at least they have their shit together, Felicity Business owner can hold a drink and makes a fantastic exs, and Caspian I don't even think that is her real name, but she is the smartest person I know so if she was going to pull one over on anyone it would definitely be this fucking group.
We bound into the forest like the fucking idiots we are, off on our first real adventure! Yeah right!
The day was humid and warm like we were walking though a sauna, we walked through the humid forest, the sounds of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves in the breeze. The air is thick and damp, and the trees are lush and green.
As we make their way deeper into the forest, we come across all manner of flora and fauna. As colorful butterflies fluttering through the underbrush. In the distance we hear the sounds of monkeys calling out to one another as they swing through the treetops.
Wandering in circles we navigate the underbrush, though dense vegetation, avoiding roots and the dangers of vines that stretch out reaching for us to pull us into the undergrowth.
Overall, the humid forest provides a lush and vibrant tangle of movements from fauna and flora alike, full of both beauty and danger.
"Its going to rain" said Paws miserably as we tramped though the underbrush, pushing though leaves and avoiding the movements of plants and animals alike that would have us eaten if not careful.
Not long after Paws had said this a misty rain cloud that hung under the canopy of leaves begin to pour down onto us. Thankfully as we pushed though the rain and into a clearing we stumbled upon the pixie village. Right threw a soft rainbow bubbling around the community as if it were a gate that we had to pass though.
A array of trees hallowed out where the pixies lived was full of life, their were structures made of giant mushrooms and others that were thatched huts. The village itself was full of small, whimsical houses and structures, built from natural materials like leaves, twigs, and flowers.
But larger creatures that lived among the pixies were satires and gnomes, fairy's and even a few beast walkers.
A river ran though the village and the trees were mostly cleared away for buildings here and there. A menagerie of colours and scents filling the air.
The village was full of life and those who wandered the open courtyards were busy with playing games and dancing, some were crafting and others rending to gardens of beautiful overflowing flowers with a soft baby blue and the light purple of the violets pedals. A large majority of the crafting that was going on was into the production of wines and mixed drinks.
The Pixies and indeed every race around the village seamed to be in some state of drink, and people were dancing and laughing and drinking from large flowers.
We looked around at one another and decided to all go on our own little excursions, I found a group of pixies and a few of them landed on my arms and shoulders like butterfly's. They offered me a drink and I took one from them and seeing the small flower I blinked down at it a moment before looking around and seeing people eating and drinking from the flowers I did a shot from it before eating the flower itself.
I sat down with the pixies laughing as they begin to braid my beard and chatted with them a while. my face began to feel numb as my body softly floated away from me and I lingered somewhere in the grey misty afternoon.
I looked lazily about and was offered a drink by a pixie who perched herself upon my shoulder and began to giggle as she spoke with me.
"We never get big folks over here so often, look at you with all your rippling muscles, I'm Pickle"
"Thank you, I do try to take care of myself, I am Ramock" I say as other pixie offered me one of the purple flowers.
"Um thank you?" I said unsure what to do with the flower.
"You drink from it silly" she giggled I shrugged and put the whole flower in my mouth, it tasted of rich and bitter dark chocolate, of something slightly metallic running across my mouth in the back as the alcohol made me sway back a moment and grin widely as it hit my system.
One of the sutures grinned at me and beckoned me to the pile of people which I lay down upon their soft fur.
I looked over to Bel who walk talking with a dog person and began to laugh, Bel looked at me sideways and said "do you have no decorum?"
"Bel let loose a little my man, look at all these pixies around drinking, and having fun, you do know how to have fun don't you" I said turning to Bel and laughing along with the group around us.
"Ramock are you drunk? We have been here less then 20 minutes" Bel said sharply and I shrugged and lay with the pixies as Pickle braided my hair and the well dressed dog spoke about something to do with the flowers and the drinks they made.