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Roleplay => Hero's Guild => Village Square => Hunter's Guild => Topic started by: Hazama on December 15, 2015, 08:43:45 AM
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There was a bald man standing behind the counter of a bar, a scowl on his face. The sun was just setting and he was hoping someone had taken up his quest. His eyes scanned the area as he cleaned a glass with a rag, before placing it down. The place was pretty full, considering the sun still wasn't down yet. There didn't seem like any trouble was starting just yet.
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As asked by the mission giver to not utilize his weapon against the bar patrons, Ray walked in empty handed in terms of weapons. He still however donned his guild armor showing who he was. Making his way through the crowd of people, sweat and booze melting together and invading his nostrils, Ray would shudder a little. He likes to drink on occasion but the smell emitting from these people showed how long these people have been here. Finally reaching the counter he saw the scowling man and he would make himself known."I take it you sent the request mister."He spoke to the bald man, as he seemed rather angry, he spoke rather calmly as not to incite any more backlash as he seemed strung out with a possible fight on his premises could break out.
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The bartender, as well as a fair amount of the patrons, noticed the man in the Guild's armor enter the bar, some straightening up and others not bothering, seeing as no one knew this man. He nodded his head to the man, looking him over openly,"Yes, you're right. They aren't here right now... But they usually show up soon.. Perhaps take a seat and wait?" He gestured to one of the seats in front of the counter.
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He gave a grin as he took a seat and asked for a simple soft drink as he wouldn't drink on the job. "Anything you can tell me about these guys? They random people or professional people who pick fights to show power and establish themselves or is it all in a drunken stupor type thing?"He wanted as much info as he could get so he knew how much strength he would need to use if the situation arises to violence.
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The bartender ends up making him a coke and rum, not too heavy on the rum, as he spoke,"Trying to establish their dominance... There is usually five of them, and their leader is this guy who has a scar on his cheek. Like some kind of claw mark, it can be intimidating. Because people come here to drink their problems away, it's usually easy to pick a fight. Especially after these goons start drinking, too."
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He sipped on the drink he was provided indulging on the two flavors combining together tastefully. He listened intently to the man speak about the problem people."I see. So he much be some little gang leader. No matter, if picks a fight I will handle it. Although I don't want him avoiding me because I am apart of the guild."Removing the top part of his armor, Ray would have removed the visible part of the Hero's Guild insignia that was donned on the chest peace. Now in just his leg armor, which was bland and had no noticeable features pertaining to the guild, and a blank white t-shirt he still had a necklace with the guild insignia on it. With the removal of the armor the scars and wounds were visible from the fight with the ent."Could you keep my chest piece behind the counter to hide it please? I wanna play the part of the injured person who can't really defend himself."He grinned.
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The bartender gave a nod of his head, looking at the wounds that the man had, before taking the armor and pulling it over the counter and hiding it underneath,"That is a good idea.. Where exactly did you get those wounds?" The bartender asked curiously, the new appearance causing others to glance at the man as well, taking note of the same things as the bartender.
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He looked down at the scratches, and the bigger wound from the ent that would form into a scar, before giving an answer to him and those around him who seemed to perk up a little wanting to possibly hear a kick-ass story."I got these from an Ent that was near the village. I had taken a mission to help a young girl get her cat from a tree, turns out that the tree the cat was in, was am ent. It got me by surprise and sent me flying about 20 feet to the right. Due to the cat being in the ent's head, it took longer then needed to kill it thus I sustained wounds, before blowing it up."
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The man gave a nod of his head before grinning widely,"Well, consider this round on the house, then." He would nod his head and give a laugh, but then something happened.
A group of four men entered the bar, the leader having three scars on his cheek, like a scratch on his face from a beast. The others were, in short, just normal guys following him around. The man with the scar would come over to sit at the counter while the others got a table in the corner. He grumbled as he sat, wearing baggy gray sweats and a black shirt,"Whiskey." He ordered, and the bartender listened.
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Wasn't here to start a fight so he would sit there and wait for this man to make his move first. Ray would keep a close eye on him especially the scars. He wanted to know what gave him that and if it still lived. He sipped the coke and rum as he focused back into bartender occasionally shifting his eyes to the man at the counter and his goons in the back."Thanks for the drink."
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The bar had gotten an awkward aura now that the men had entered the area, the three others creating a loud display. The leader gave a grunt as he tasted the drink, before spitting it out onto the counter before throwing the glass onto the ground, a loud crash of glass breaking and an long silence following after, before he spoke,"Oi, I said Whiskey, not piss water! Are you trying to piss me off?"
The man shook his head quickly, trying not to look at the Adventurer sitting at his bar as he turned his head in shame and would pour him a second glass of a different brand of Whiskey.
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AT the man's spit of his drink onto the bar, Ray would speak up quietly."Well you get what you order mate, not the owners fault your taste buds are shot from being drunk all the time."He wore a sly grin upon his face as he never once looked at the man's direction, as he read alcohol labels waiting to see if his bait would work.
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The bait would work, seeing as the man would stand up slowly, turning to face the man"Oi, who the hell are you? Runnin' your mouth like that..." He walked towards the man, looking Ray over very closely, taking in each detail,"You look pretty beat up, man. Someone already kick your ass before me?"
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He grinned, hard, as the man bought it. He would turn to face the overgrown monkey and peered at him up and down, taking in his details."I could say the same to your face, but no I had an encounter with...an Ent... It killed my wife so I killed it." Ray lied to keep the man from suspecting him for aligning with the hero's guild.
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He would stand a few feet before the man, bringing his hand down onto the counter with a loud slam,"So now you're tryna join her, eh? I understand that, some Romette and Julio stuff." He laughed, moving to slap the glass off the counter, the glass that Ray had been drinking from,"An Ent, huh? Fuckin' liar."
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With the slap of the glass, Ray would react almost instantly as he brought his left hand, which was free, up towards the man's right ear. If successful he would continue with the forward motion, using the strength he built using the ax, to slam the man's head against the bar's counter."You're right, I was lying my wife had been dead for years I just killed it just cause."
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Of course, even though the man was a brute, he seemed to know a thing or two about combat. His feet brought him backwards in a type of panic, knocking over two stools as he stumbled away, barely have dodged the strike. He looked at the man, rolling his shoulders and bringing his hands up. They balled into fists, taking a boxing stand, like a user of gauntlets,"You really aren't just some random bastard... Alright, I'll give you what I want."
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He noticed the man's agileness despite his size and his stance was something only seen in real fighters. But before he continued this he pointed outside"The old man has enough dealing with customers, we take this outside and we can really let things fly." Ray began to walk towards the exit as he also shot a glare at the raunchy trio in the corner hoping they would come along.
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The man spat to the side and threw his head towards the door, the other men standing up and moving outside. He didn't respond to Ray, just looked at him as though he was going to kill him, and then moved outside. Of course, people would move to the windows to see what was going to happen, though they didn't dare go outside to watch the ordeal.
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When all were outside, and in some sort of position, Ray would inhale and act like he would begin talking about rules, but there were none except he couldn't kill them, though he could beat them within an inch of their life. He would, on the inhale, quickly disappear and reappear under one of the goons, his foot aiming at the man's chin to send him air borne. If successful, he would move to goon number 2 with a kick just strong enough to send him flying into a nearby tree.
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It was obvious that the goons were nothing more than drunk men following someone who had power, while lacking their own. The first went backwards and upwards, teeth slamming together painfully. The other found himself off his feet and into a nearby tree with a grunt, sliding down and holding his stomach. Of course, Goon Number Three would have turned on his heels with a scream, running away from Ray quickly.
Of course, acting unimpressed, the man with a scar face would take the same battle stance as before, sick of talking.
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He smiled at the scar faced fucker as the other goon fled the scene. He'd take his own stance as he would take off towards the large man appearing in front then suddenly behind, as he would use his right his fist to hit the location of his kidney. He wanted this fight to end quickly and maybe get an answer about the scar on his face.
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The man was moving faster than in the bar, what the hell was he? An adventurer, maybe? The man barely brought his elbow down in time to block the blow but it was there to take the strike instead, his other hand moving quickly. With the speed of a good boxer, the blow was a full on strike that aimed to crash straight into the man's dome with enough force to daze, confuse, and knock him onto the ground.
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He narrowly dodged the counter blow the big man set up for him. He certainly knew how to fight. Though he would try and grab at the wrist of the boxer and yank the man forward. If successful he would get a stomach full of Ray's knee right under his solar plexus.
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There was a grunt as the man's wrist was grabbed and he was pulled towards Ray. Before having been able to fully expect the strike to his lower body, it would land, causing him to grunt and spittle to fly out his mouth. But through gritted teeth, hand hands flew above his head and his fingers intertwined. He tried to bring his fists down onto the top of his head, enough to send him into a world of darkness and cause a serious concussion.
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Was nicked by the man's attack as it made him jump backwards and stumble over himself as he bled a little from the nose due to the power. He decided to end it for good as he created a clone and both flew at the man doing a combo attack as the clone would appear below the man aiming for his chin to send him flying up. If there was success the real Ray would be above the man aiming a kick to the man's back with enough force to kick him straight back down and knock him out.
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At that moment, he would let out a groan, not giving up. As the clone aimed for his chin, his arms came to cross over each other in an 'x' to block the incoming strike. As the heel would strike against his arms, though it would stop his attack and send the clone, hopefully, off balance. But at this moment, his arms were sent flying upwards, leaving a break in his defenses.
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At the break it would indeed throw the clone off balance but only for a second as it corrected itself and used both feet to aim at the chest to send him up, only difference would be that ray would land and ax like kick in between the man's shoulder blades if successful.
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His arms tried to get back in time, but there wasn't anything he could have done about it this time. As the strike crashed against his chest, he was in the air and at the mercy of Ray... So when the blow struck his shoulder blade, he would be sent rocketing into the ground and losing consciousness upon contact with it.
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At his attack landing, he would softly fall to the ground and turn the man over. He would walk back inside the bar and grab a cup of water and splash it on the mans face. He had a few questions for the man and hoped he would honor them should he awake from this.
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The man shot awake, groaning as he would sit up suddenly. He grasped his head, moving to stand afterwards, his back popping,"Man... Talk about an instant hangover."
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He was on short time right now and cared not for his pounding headache. "As you guessed I worked for the guild and I have solved the mission I was tasked with. Don't bother the bar or I will come back and I will do worse. Secondly what caused those scars?"He was on a time schedule and if he wouldn't answer, then fine. He'd collect his reward and go.
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He looked at the man with what little malice he could muster before releasing a sigh,"Yeah, whatever." He rolled his neck, still rubbing at the back of his head,"I lost a fight to something bigger than me." And that's all he'd offer before turning on his heel and heading the other way, mumbling about his headache.
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He would sigh himself at the lack of info offered, but he would return to the bar and collect his armor, putting it back on bidding the old man thanks and apologizes about earlier."Sorry the fight almost broke out in the store, but I needed to lure him out. He won't be back to bother you again."
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The bartender bowed his head in thanks, offering the bag of twenty crystals to the man,"It's okay, just thank you for helping. You're welcome back any time!"
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Gently took the bag and gave a nice smile before he left back to the guild area."Thanks I'll take you up on it later."Finally walked out the bar and headed back to the guild ready to take on the expedition mission to see if that doesn't help in his search for the book.
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Mission Complete!
20 Crystals Gained. 30 Fame for Completion.
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