So, what happened was...
Username: Reoakee
Story: Once upon a time there was a merc with a mouth who had a bromance with a angry badger-man… I kid I kid. But there was a mercenary who one time got themselves into a bit of trouble. They were sent on a diplomatic mission with a delegate for peace. How did they get wrangled into this mess? Easy, one, they were paid great. And two they may have owed a favor to this delegate a favor due to some unrelated totally random destruction that was overlooked as long as this mission went well. So back to the present. The lovely pain in the ass merc has to behave themselves in the most boring place ever designed. Talks in the other room had been going on for several hours. Every painting they crossed was tilted about a inch off in one way or the other. The maids stopped coming after the merc after a small champagne tower was formed with rubbing on the rim making a very unique melody which caused them some distress. The merc didn’t really care about that and frisbied the serving tray left into the tower of glass bringing it all down with a loud crash. Interestingly that crash was larger and not from the tower. Peeking their head in the delegates conversation room, Merc was most surprised to see the diplomat they were escorting punching the crap out of the person they were here to see. Well alrighty then. That was something. Tossing their friend a nice sharp and pointy, they closed the door and decided to go down the hall and procure an exit route. This time it wasn’t their fault! Honest they were just being a good friend and helping their friend esc…. exit without issues. So of course, several warm lights had to be lit as well since it kept the staff busy and a few extra singe marks wouldn’t be a bad aesthetic. No one even noticed the merc and their pal left the place. Laughing, they both knew the peace talks had fallen to the side and of course they would be pursued very fast. Hauling ass, they didn’t head back home but to a place neighboring land and then crossed back home through the backdoor. -wink- Why did the brawl start? It was simple their delegate buddy has a wife they love who was insulted quite harshly so of course it had to be answered in kind. The innocent merc who never did anything wrong was in trouble just for being a decent friend, and mild arson and a touch of murder on the way out. Why am I telling you this story, may you ask? Well simple dear reader there is a hefty bounty for that mercenary and things will get fun when some party crashers also known as guards from that kingdom come crashing through the door pretty quick in… 3….2…1…...0.5… and the hell with it. Lock and load kitties Disney won’t let me show you what comes next so just use your imagination. -noises can be heard like clicks and a sigh- Maximum effort. -door crashing noises can be heard. -
