Maidenfine
First Post
Swagfest continues. . .
Selene’ya entered the run-down tavern and slapped two gold onto the counter. The barkeep looked up at the sound of coin.
“I’m in,” she said. The man nodded and directed her to the end of the bar where three others were ready to start a new contest. She took her place and the barkeep poured the first drinks.
She slammed back her first shot and set the glass back on the bar. This is some strong stuff. The three others proceeded to drink and set their glasses down. The barkeep refilled the glasses. Selene’ya tipped back her head to drink her next shot. She started to set her glass down before swallowing, changed her mind, then changed it again. In the process, the glass fell to the floor. She was out of the contest. One of the other men slammed his glass down too quickly losing his grip and sending it sliding to the floor. The competition had quickly narrowed to two.
Selene’ya watched for another round before losing interest. Isn’t another event set to start soon? She began to wander toward the docks.
The Harbormaster’s wife, Darla, stepped to the front of the stage. Her sea colored dress accented her pale green skin, enhancing her natural beauty. All eyes in the audience were on her.
“We all know that Drac and Francisco chased the fat rats up and down the sea lanes. Now it’s your turn.” The Harbormaster climbed onto the stage, dragging a chest behind him. Once he reached the front to the stage, he opened the chest to pull out a huge rat. All the children squealed at the sight of the three foot long creature. The women screamed, as did a few of the men who were too drunk to remain macho.
“First on to bring it back gets the treasure,” Darla announced. “And remember, he’s worth more alive than dead.” At that, the Harbormaster tossed the rat into the audience. As the women and children attempted to flee, so did the rat, and the chase was on.
Selene’ya entered the run-down tavern and slapped two gold onto the counter. The barkeep looked up at the sound of coin.
“I’m in,” she said. The man nodded and directed her to the end of the bar where three others were ready to start a new contest. She took her place and the barkeep poured the first drinks.
She slammed back her first shot and set the glass back on the bar. This is some strong stuff. The three others proceeded to drink and set their glasses down. The barkeep refilled the glasses. Selene’ya tipped back her head to drink her next shot. She started to set her glass down before swallowing, changed her mind, then changed it again. In the process, the glass fell to the floor. She was out of the contest. One of the other men slammed his glass down too quickly losing his grip and sending it sliding to the floor. The competition had quickly narrowed to two.
Selene’ya watched for another round before losing interest. Isn’t another event set to start soon? She began to wander toward the docks.
The Harbormaster’s wife, Darla, stepped to the front of the stage. Her sea colored dress accented her pale green skin, enhancing her natural beauty. All eyes in the audience were on her.
“We all know that Drac and Francisco chased the fat rats up and down the sea lanes. Now it’s your turn.” The Harbormaster climbed onto the stage, dragging a chest behind him. Once he reached the front to the stage, he opened the chest to pull out a huge rat. All the children squealed at the sight of the three foot long creature. The women screamed, as did a few of the men who were too drunk to remain macho.
“First on to bring it back gets the treasure,” Darla announced. “And remember, he’s worth more alive than dead.” At that, the Harbormaster tossed the rat into the audience. As the women and children attempted to flee, so did the rat, and the chase was on.
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