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Because when I'm at my highest, I make my saddest. Don't ask.
This is the end of Fable 3 where Sid finds himself at the Bowerstone Tavern... Alone, giving his good friend Fable, one last good-bye.

            The tavern roared with life as patrons, civilians and soldiers, joined in the fray of celebration. The Crawler was defeated, Albion was safe once more, so much rejoice must be had. Drinking games, laughter, dancing, cheering, and singing echoed throughout the rooms of the tavern and even spread outside.

            Quietly, sitting at a small table upstairs and out of direct contact with the rowdy crowd, Sid sat, watching the antics ensue. He’d smirk, he’d chuckle, and he’d shake his head at the crowd.

            “Look at ‘em all celebratin’ an’ carryin’ on like a bunch o’ animals,” Sid said.

            His comment was met with silence.

            He turned to look at the empty chair and full mug of ale across from him. His partial smirk faded, his hands holding his own full mug. His fingers trembled around his drink.

            “I guess we did good,” he took his mug and clanked it against the full one and down it in one go.

            He sat in silence a few moments longer, the chair across from him blurring in his eyes. He wiped them to clear the moistness from them and stood.

            “You gonna drink that?” His lip twitched to what was an attempt at a smile.

            Again, his question was met with silence.

            “No… I suppose not.” His head nodded and turned in the direction of the exit, his raspy breath shaken. He patted the back of the chair. “Put in a good word f’ me, would ya and try an’ enjoy y’self.”

            With a heavy chest, he left the establishment and made his way out into the night with no guidance, employer, or friend, to follow.

Sid (Mercenary of Bowerstone)
Fable (Hero of Oakvale)
Alan (Mercenary of Oakvale)

Fable universe and concept (c) Lionhead Studios
Original Fanfiction Characters (c) Cocoaprints

Description
Because when I'm at my highest, I make my saddest. Don't ask.
This is the end of Fable 3 where Sid finds himself at the Bowerstone Tavern... Alone, giving his good friend Fable, one last good-bye.

            The tavern roared with life as patrons, civilians and soldiers, joined in the fray of celebration. The Crawler was defeated, Albion was safe once more, so much rejoice must be had. Drinking games, laughter, dancing, cheering, and singing echoed throughout the rooms of the tavern and even spread outside.

            Quietly, sitting at a small table upstairs and out of direct contact with the rowdy crowd, Sid sat, watching the antics ensue. He’d smirk, he’d chuckle, and he’d shake his head at the crowd.

            “Look at ‘em all celebratin’ an’ carryin’ on like a bunch o’ animals,” Sid said.

            His comment was met with silence.

            He turned to look at the empty chair and full mug of ale across from him. His partial smirk faded, his hands holding his own full mug. His fingers trembled around his drink.

            “I guess we did good,” he took his mug and clanked it against the full one and down it in one go.

            He sat in silence a few moments longer, the chair across from him blurring in his eyes. He wiped them to clear the moistness from them and stood.

            “You gonna drink that?” His lip twitched to what was an attempt at a smile.

            Again, his question was met with silence.

            “No… I suppose not.” His head nodded and turned in the direction of the exit, his raspy breath shaken. He patted the back of the chair. “Put in a good word f’ me, would ya and try an’ enjoy y’self.”

            With a heavy chest, he left the establishment and made his way out into the night with no guidance, employer, or friend, to follow.

Sid (Mercenary of Bowerstone)
Fable (Hero of Oakvale)
Alan (Mercenary of Oakvale)

Fable universe and concept (c) Lionhead Studios
Original Fanfiction Characters (c) Cocoaprints