The Sudden Approach of Unexplainable Power: IC

[Nonlethal Force]

Merrick replies, "Perhaps, but you won't find them around here. This here area is for sailors and local dock workers. Typical travelers wouldn't even have a clue this place exists what with the magic door and all."

 

[unleashed]

“Fortunate then, I wasn’t intending to look around here for merchants leaving the city on foot. I thought perhaps the western road, around dawn, would be my best chance to find someone else heading in that direction... seeing as I’m not too familiar with the city,” Aekalos remarks. “Though if you can suggest a more likely location, I’m open to ideas.”

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Badrick puts forth his two cents, "Bah, your plan works just as well. People might look at you funny if you went into an inn and started asking for people headed out of town!"

Tiergar laughs as well, "Aye, you'd probably get arrested for being a highwayman yourself!" Their tone is one of jest.

 

[unleashed]

Aekalos chuckles, “Well, with my plans set for the morrow and directions to the orc's camp, I suppose a description of the lass in question would be helpful too, so I can verify they have her by sight. Then, I think we can enjoy the entertainment on offer with a clear conscience, all present business settled.”

 

[Nonlethal Force]

After a short bit of small talk, the fight announcer draws all the attention to himself. "Betting lads and lasses. Our second bout tonight wil be from Regan 'I've got boulders for muscles' Debraggio and Tiny 'I've bitten off more than I can chew again' Goring. The payoff odds for this fight are set at 80% Tiny and 10% Regan. Place your bets with your waitress."

Looking at the fighters, it is clear who Tiny is. This looks to be a rather unbalanced match indeed, leaving everyone to wonder what on earth Tiny was thinking. Regan is built like a well trained sailor, his shirt barely containing his muscles and abdomen. Tiny looks as though he was truly appropriately named. Nothing about him is large - especially his muscles.

Tiergar laughs when the names are announced. "Tiny be winning a fight about once a year. He fights about once a week. The odds they be giving are downright generous, if you ask me. I'll be placing another 20 on Regan for sure."

Merrick adds, "Aye. I don't bet too often. But I always bet when Tiny be fighting. Of course, I never bet on Tiny. I typically go home a happy man. Mark me down for 20 as well."

Badrick smiles. "You blokes got no sort of adventure. 10 on Tiny."

 

[unleashed]

“Well, let’s hope this is his one win for the year then, as the payoff on Regan hardly seems worth the betting,” Aekalos chuckles, “twenty on Tiny for me, thanks.”

 

[Nonlethal Force]

When the waitress returns to collect the bets, Tiergar places the bets for the table with the waitress. After a few minutes, the bout begins.

This particular bout is a short one. Tiny proves to be much more agile than Regan, although he also appears quite ineffective in strength as well. Tiny evades several slow punches from the larger Regan, sidestepping them with good agility. He even lands several blows onto Regan's Torso, but they seem to effect Regan less than a housefly's sting.

This pattern continues for no more than three minutes before Tiny slips up and misses one of Regan's incoming blows. This particular blow is an elbow to Tiny's temple and without a single drop of blood shed Tiny falls unconscious to the floor. Regan's blow knocks Tiny out cold.

Tiergar looks to Aekalos and Badrick and simply shakes his head. Merrick smiles. "Well, at least Tiny helped pay for tonight's ale!"

 

[unleashed]

“There is that... ah well, it seems the favourites are conspiring to part me from my money tonight,” Aekalos remarks with a wry grin, finishing off his ale.

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Merrick replies, "Well, you can't have expected too much else with a bet on Tiny, surely."

 

[unleashed]

“No, I suppose not, but a man can hope can’t he,” Aekalos offers with a wink.