All good stories begin with a good opening … they usually start with a stranger walking into town or your average joe ending up on an excellent adventure. Unfortunately for us, however, Razabolt was drunk.
Razabolt stumbled out of the tavern, his feet barely keeping him from hitting the ground. He looked like he just escaped from a bear; his shirt was torn, his pants barely held together, and his face was bruised beyond belief. The smell coming from him could best be described as rancid, which made him fit in quite well with the people around him.
He stumbled his way down the street, zigzagging as he went. He tried to remember where he was, but the mead in his blood proved too powerful, and he soon blacked out.
He woke up a few hours later, his head ringing like a cracked casino bell, covered in mud and sludge. He was right outside of The Blind Eye, a rather questionable casino known for being the number one supporter of beer and debt.
He picked himself off the ground, and tried to wipe mud off his shirt, only to discover that the mud was far easier to spread instead.
He sighed and reached into his pocket, it was going to be a rough day.
Razabolt stumbled out of the tavern, his feet barely keeping him from hitting the ground. He looked like he just escaped from a bear; his shirt was torn, his pants barely held together, and his face was bruised beyond belief. The smell coming from him could best be described as rancid, which made him fit in quite well with the people around him.
He stumbled his way down the street, zigzagging as he went. He tried to remember where he was, but the mead in his blood proved too powerful, and he soon blacked out.
He woke up a few hours later, his head ringing like a cracked casino bell, covered in mud and sludge. He was right outside of The Blind Eye, a rather questionable casino known for being the number one supporter of beer and debt.
He picked himself off the ground, and tried to wipe mud off his shirt, only to discover that the mud was far easier to spread instead.
He sighed and reached into his pocket, it was going to be a rough day.
07-22-2024, 07:51 PM
