Round Robin Story Debate - RD. 1, Logic vs. isallannoyyo

"No my friend, if someone has an ugly mug it's got to be him!" The crowd roared with laughter. The atmosphere was calm and relaxed, a band played lively music off in the corner while a crowd of Hevellian soldiers sat around a man, laughing at his stories. "Someone buy Ito another round!""Ha ha, no thanks friends, I think I've had enough to drink. I best be going - " Ito lowered a mug onto the table, his eyes crossed and bloodshot. His hair was unkempt and was growing down to his neck. The traces of a beard were appearing around his face. He stank of alcohol. Ito had spent more than a month in this cesspit, drinking away his worries and entertaining the Hevellian guests with his fables."Had to much to drink?? Ito?? I thought that would be impossible!" a soldier cried out to the guffaws of his comrads."You didn't let me finish my sentance friend. I best be going BACK TO THE BAR, HA HA!!" The crowd cheered as Ito stumbled drunkenly over to the bar. He collapsed onto a bar stool and grasped the bartender by the scruff of his shirt."Hey friend! Give me another one, eh?"The bartender grabbed Ito's hand and removed it from his shirt. He glared down at Ito, his mustache bristling."I think you've had enough to drink, son.""No one, and I mean no one tells Ito what to do!""Well I'm telling you now, no more drinks.""Yeah?? Well I served in the royal Delmar army." Ito blubbered."Well then, I suppose you return to the army then.""You telling me what to do again? I told you I didn't like that! At the academy, we was, we was trained in fighting we were! You best watch out!"Ito raised his left hand and threw a punch.---"Let go of me! Let go of me I say!" Guards dragged a kicking and screaming Ito down the halls of the palace Ito knew so well. His boots and clothes leaving a trail of grease and dirt on the ground. The guards dragged him right into the grand chamber, where the new king sat upon his thrown, his face hidden by shadows. Ito was roughly pushed in front of him."Sir, we found this man created quite a bit of ruckus and havoc at the local bar. He had engaged in a fight with the barman. When we arrived at the sight of the commotion, this man here was on the ground weeping after receiving a thorough thrashing by the barman. We would have arrested the barman, but after questioning witnesses we only arrested this man here for initating the fight.""Thank you, that will be all." "Yes, sir." The guards gave a brisk salute and walked out of the room."Name?""I'm, I'm Ito, Seargeant First Class of the Royal Delmar Army!""Really, now?""YEAH!! Now who are you coward??"The man leaned forward out of the shadows and light threw his face into great relief. His high pointed cheekbones, his elongated nose, his bushy eyebrows and long goatee."I am the new King of Delmar and Royal reprisentative of Delmar to the Federation of Hevellian States. You can call me, King Lars II"Ito paused, his head trying to put two and two together."So, you outrank me?""By quite a bit."Ito hurridly placed a hand to his forehead and attempted to blink his drunken state away. "Apologies, sir.""No fear, Ito. I've heard quite a bit about your career. It seems that you have been in Delmar for quite a while, no?""A little over a month, sir.""Excellent, and you were quite a high rank in the army, weren't you?""Yes, sir. Seargeant First Class.""Perfect! Ito, as it seems that you are lacking employment..." the kings eyes lingered over Ito's unkempt hair, the dirt on his clothes and appearance matching that of a vagrant."I have a mission for you!""Excellent sire! I will perform it to the best of my ability.""Excellent Ito. What we are going to do, is we need you to link up with your friends in Delmar. We want you to find information on this alleged rebel group that is forming that plans to remove the crown from my head." The king briskly stood up and began pacing behind his chair."I will not stand an insurrection against the crown! We want you to find information on them, their plans, their leaders, where they will meet and the sort. Will you undertake this mission for the crown of Delmar"Ito gasped."Your own people, plotting against you? My lord, I am deeply shocked and saddened by this news!"The king chuckled in laughter."My people? No, no, Ito. My people are way off to the North. These Delmarians aren't my people, my people are the Hevellians."Ito staggered. "The, the Hevellians?""Yes, Ito. We have taken over, your country is finished. Now, will you help or not?"Ito threw his fists at the king."I will never help the destroyers of my home!"The king chuckled again. He lifted his right hand and waggled the fingers at Ito."You see this ruby ring, Ito? And this crown? When you graduated from the academy, you kissed this ring and swore eternal fealty and servituted to the king of Delmar, to me. You will serve, or lose your honour and rank. Now, what will it be?"