Finding a Friend(Bloodlust Training)AGM Gauls please

Ralzari Malian · April 23, 2008, 12:43 AM

Brightening 2 Cycle 1 in the Month of Imperos, in the Season of Autumn, Era II of the Celestine Mandate, Era XIV Post Fractum

After hearing the Shon Zi's instructions Ral pondered on what to do for a minute. He could'nt do it in town, because that was jsut asking for trouble or to get mugged once the rage wore off and he passed out. So Ral decided that he'd have to go out of Orckon into the cosmopolis to trigger his bloodlust. But another problem came to mind, how did he know how effective it really was? The only way to know for sure was to try it out on someone, but who. Who could he conivce to go into the cosmopolis with him and for what would they be going. Ral stopped about thought for a minute and then it hit him. The Beer Tent would be the perfect place to find someone, how hard would it be to convince a drunken orc to go with him to raid a shara encampment that he knew about.

After making his way to the beer tent from the Great Hall, Ral enetered through the doors and smelled the sweet smell of angry brew. Ral walked over to the bar next to the barmaid and sat down. He looked at the barmaid and said, "Could ju get Ral two angry brew?" Ral listened to her response and waited for her to return with his angry brew. He only planned on drinking two, because he had to stay in his state of mind so he could find someone to go with him. As Ral waited for the waitress to return with his drinks Ral looked around the bar took see who was a suitable match. The person could'nt be so drunk he could'nt walk, but he needed to be drunk enough to believe whatever Ral said. His eyes wondered all around the bar looking for a potential.

Gauls · April 23, 2008, 10:42 AM

Ralzari

Over by the far wall behind where Ral was sitting at the bar, there was a vysstichi man dressed in a grey attire that no orc would be seen dead in. The dark elf's clothes were tattered, his silver hair was in a desperate need of brushing, and he just looked as if he'd been through Jorel's closet and survived. Looking at him for a minute sitting at that table all alone with a single mug of ale in front of him he didn't appear to be there "with" anyone. The vysstichi sluggishly raised an arm and reached for the mug on the table. He didn't even get to grasp it when his hand knocked it over. It seemed to be by accident but as the ale spilled across the table and trickled into his lap, there was no reaction from the poor soul. A soft grunt was all that was produced.

The thumping of an orc pounding upon a drum making something one could construe as music and the bellowing laughs of other patrons in the room could not drown out the unfortunate sorrow that was screaming from that vysstichi. Whatever Ral had planned for his victim would probably be a welcome respite from this one's misery.

Ralzari Malian · April 25, 2008, 01:27 AM

After waiting for his brews and scanning the room for a while the barmaid returned with his brews and sat them on the table in front of him. Ral reached into his pocket for his crownbag, pulled it out, and counted out 25 crowns. 16 for the brews and the other 9 crowns was for her tip. As Ral handed the waitress the money he gave her a wink, she let out a smile and got back to work. As she walked away from Ral he could'nt help, but check out her body, it was about that time again. But that would have to wait, now Ral had a mission to do and that was find a potential for his training.

Giving his attention back to his brews, Ral picked one of the mugs up and quickily downed about half of it. After sitting his mug on the table Ral got back to scanning the room for his new "friend". Only a couple of minutes had passed when Ral had found the perfect subject, a hammered vysstichi sitting at a table drinking by himself. After observing him for a moment, Ral was sure that he'd found the right guy, due to the fact that he spilt his mug and he did'nt seem to notice it running off the table onto his lap. Ral picked up his half drunken mug and slammed the rest of it. He then put the mug back on the table, picked up his full mug and then got up from his barstool and walked over to the vysstichi's table. "Ju got room for a drinkin buddy?" Ral asked the vysstichi. Before giving him a chance to reply, he sat down at the table, took a swig of his brew, and said,"Me Ralzari, what jur name?" Ral said as he offered his hand to shake.

Gauls · April 25, 2008, 09:15 AM

The vysstichi just barely looked up at Ral as he sat. His emotionless eyes glazed over and seemingly staring into space even though he appeared to be looking toward Ral's extended hand.

"Buddy??!! I don't have no buddy no more..." he said slowly. "Killed him. Killed him they did and for what...???"

It was obvious that this poor wretch was in sorrow for the loss of someone. Still trying to drown away his hurt, the thin vysstichi didn't have much more drinking to do before he would be too gone to remember anything, even his name.

As the spilled ale continued in a small trickle onto his lap, the vysttichi's eyes fell down away from Ral's hand and his whole head bowed down where he stared at the ale in his lap still without doing anything about it.

"Had to bury him out in the woods.... In the woods where he would have liked it." he mumbled.

Ralzari Malian · April 25, 2008, 04:29 PM

After listening to the elf's words it became apparent to Ral that he had no intentions of being friendly, so he put his hand down. But, Ral could'nt blame him, appreantly he had just lost someone that was quite important to him. The man's friend had apperantly been killed by someone or something and apperantly he had buried his friend somewhere in the woods. This would give Ral the perfect chance to lead the man out into the cosmopolis. It was quite tragic though, the man just lost a bud and now Ral was going to beat the living crap, or possibly kill him. Ah oh well, what had to be done had to be done and no circumstance would stop Ral from completeing his mission at hand. "Who killed jur friend an why?" Ral asked the elf. "Ju wanna go see jur friend's grave? Ral would be happy to elp ju get dere?"

Gauls · April 26, 2008, 12:51 AM

*sniff* "Really? You would actually go out there...!?" the vysstichi said with the first burst of energy that Ral had seen yet. It was obvious this pleased him greatly.

He was obviously too distraught to remember who he was talking to (an orc) or where he was (Orckon). Nobody is this nice to anyone here but he didn't seem to care.

"It's outside the city... a nice little place in the woods. Come! I will show you...!"

He never did say his name or who killed his friend but he was only too thrilled to get back out there to see where his buddy was buried. He just wasn't in the normal state of mind or else he would have been a little more cautious. It was too late for that though. The vysstichi lethargically gathered himself up from his chair and even reached toward Ral in a way that inferred to him that he needed Ral's help to walk. He leaned on the table awaiting the orc to assist him.

"Come, this way..."