Famers Storywriting Debate Tournament Round #1

Thank You TUF, for a great round, I really enjoyed reading it. ______________________ Allister stood in awe of Mirvas beauty, "Are you ready?" she asked, "there is not much time before it begins." ________________ THE PREVIOUS DAY: Allister had been eating alone at the local pub, anxious for his first real experience at what was to be his job. He wished that he could fast forward time to tomorrow and be done with it all. "imagine it," he thought to himself, "my first assasination and its the King of Elkvale! People will speak of this for generations, and they wont even realize it was myself who performed the deed!" Just then the same man who he had embarassed a few weeks ago, in this same place, sat down at Allisters table. "I came here to reacquire my sword from you, kid," he snarled, "Now either you hand it over or I'll cut your head clean off." Allister looked at the man with a smirk on his face. He could see the axe the man was carrying, and the knife he had strapped to his leg. He knew none of them would be of any use to him, as Allister was much too quick for the large man to hit. "Keep your mouth shut and walk away imbecile," Allister growled, "wouldnt want me to take your pretty little axe and knife now would you?" The mans face became beet red, and it was obvious Allisters insult had throughly offended him. "Look here pipsqueak," the man yelled, "either you give me my sword back or I will kill you." Suddenly everyone in the pub stopped and stared at Alliister and the man. It was obvious they were waiting to see what would happen. Allister, arrogant as he was, just couldnt let this mana actions slide, lest he lose his precious image of being someone that just shouldnt be threatened or bothered. "Go for it lard-as$," he replied. Suddenly the man sprang up and flipped the table over, readying his axe. Allister deftly dodged the overturned table, and stood, ready for the mans swing. The man gave a roar and charged Allister, swinging his axe. THUD! Allister dodged the mans swing easily as his axe buried into the ground where he had just stood. While the man attempted to yank his axe out of the ground Allister came up behind and kicked him in the rear and sent him toppling. Allister then quickly pulled the axe out of the ground the rest of the way and jumped back, "Such a beautiful axe," Allister taunted, "it will make a fine addition to my collection." The crowd watching in the pub all laughed raucously over his comment. "Shut your mouth you filthy runt!" the man bellowed as he got back up. He pulled his knife from the holster on his hip. "Ha, that knife looks pretty too, should make a nice addition to my collection as well!" Allister gloated. The man charged him again and once more Allister sent him toppling. This time dodging him and tripping him as he ran by. Allister then knocked him on the skull with the hilt of the axe and quickly grabbed the mans knife. He then jumped back again, and sat down on the lap of a woman, who was sitting at the table he was then standing next to. "Well hello there pretty lady," he flirted, keeping his eye on the large man who was now stumbling to his feet. He then looked down at the woman and was shocked to see the same woman who had mysteriously appeared and dissapeared from his and Tjorbï¿½rn's home before. He was shocked by her beauty, and stared shamelessly at her. She smiled at him, winked, and said, "well hello, i would look behind you." Just then Allister was picked up by the large man and thrown across the room, hitting a table and sending it toppling with a thunderous crash. He quickly jumped to his feet but not in time to dodge the punch aimed at his gut. It was so forceful that Allister felt as if every last bit of air had been forced out of his body. He went to his knees, but thankfully his years of training allowed him to have no need to recover from such a blow, as he immediately swept the mans legs out from underneath him. He then punched the man square in the nose while he was on the ground and jumped back up, overlooking the man, blood was now pouring from the mans freshly broken nose. "I would stop if I were you," Allister warned, "you're no match for me, and if this continues it will only lead to death on your part once I am no longer amused with you." The man grabbed at Allisters legs, but Allister was too quick, and deftly avoided the mans grasp. He then kicked the man in the jaw, and looked over him again, "stop you fool, do you wish to die?" The man began picking himself up and managed to gain his footing again. All the while Allister was watching , ready for any attack the man may have had in store for him. Suddenly the man charged Allister again, pulling a then hidden knife from his back. Allister once more dodged the mans attack, again sending him to the ground. "Enough of this," he roared, grabbing the axe that now lay on the ground. He stood over the man, ready to swimg, "concede defeat or die pathetic man." "Never!" the man croaked, and weakly attempted to grab at Allister. "Very well," Allister responded, "then you die." Allister swung the axe down, and the man cringed, expecting death. Yet it never came, instead the axe thudded into the ground next to him. He opened his eyes to see Allister standing over him smirking, "Well it appears out brave friend has wet himself!" Suddenly the whole pub began laughing, as indeed, the man had soiled himself. Allister then kicked the man in the face once more, this time with enough force to knock him unconscious. The bystanders in the pub raucously applauded, prompting Allister to bow. He then looked over at the woman from before, and winked. "What say you all? Do i deserve a kiss as a prize for my victory?" The crowd roared their approval. Allister then walked over to the woman and knelt down next to her, "and what about you, fair lady? Do you think I am deserving of a kiss?" The woman smirked, "yes I do, but not because you defeated this man." "Very well then! Kiss me first then I will figure out your reasons second. In this case, asking questions later is a wonderful option!" Allister then leaned in and kissed the woman. Though he intended it to be a short kiss, the moment his lips met hers it felt as if a jolt of electricity coursed through his body. The kiss quickly became passionate, and the crowd roared their approval. When it was finished he was left breathless, in awe. He had never actually felt anything so intense before. The woman looked to be feeling much the same, her cheeks were now red, and the expression on her face showed much the same reaction as Allister's. "Tell me," allister whispered into her ear, "what is your name?" "My name," she responded, "is Mirva, and we have much to talk about now." "Yes we do," Allister said, "perhaps you would like to speak in a more private setting?" "Yes I would," she answered, "but first, you know my name, what is yours?" "Allister," he answered, "Shall we step outside then?" With that both of them stood and walked out of the pub. The crowd cheering them. _________________ ok TUF, some questions that need answering 1) What is the conversation that both Allister and Mirva will be having? 2) Why is Mirva(the daughter of the king) in a common pub 3) How does Tjorbï¿½rns and Allisters mission of killing the King involve Allister and Mirvas meeting? Remember we still have 2 and a 1/2 rounds to go, so lets really flesh out this story and explain it in-depth.