Tavern Adventure (Redux)

“Come on! We gotta go out tomorrow evening! You are always training martial arts in the woods. You need a break and I want to go out to the tavern tonight.” Claire said while grabbing my arm; She was very persistent in wanting me to go in the 1st place. It is how she has always been, she loves adventure and hanging out. Procrastinating much I would say, she loves to go to as many parties as she can before getting kicked out for throwing up on a dog or something. She glared at me with intensity; “I really want to go with you, please can we go?” I knew I couldn’t say no, she would just keep asking if I did. It’s a shame because tomorrow I was going to go hike up the mountain to train in the freezing cold. Such a shame; there is nothing I can do though. I might even need a break after all if I am thinking of going into the freezing cold in the middle of winter with nothing but leather shorts on. “Sure we can go but don’t say I don’t do anything with you.” The look on her face lit up entirely. I could tell she loved my response because to her it was the only response that was valid. It was either yes or yes and no in between. No room for no in her head, everything to her is just yes yes yes. Which means she can be a bit spoiled at times. I mean by spoiled she has literally gotten away with murder once because the guard said she is too pretty to kill anyone. I wish I would understand the logic behind that, everyone seems to like her for reasons I don’t understand. I am pretty sure she chooses to hang out with me only because I don’t give her much attention. I mean after all my only real goals are to become the strongest man alive. I do that by constantly training in the wild, I remember fighting a bear once. It was a pleasant thing honestly because I won and got some food from it. We headed to our houses which were about halfway away across town from each other. I splattered on my bed and took a long earned nap. I dreamed about how far I could run in a day and from what my mind said it was about 60 miles. To me that didn’t seem long enough. I kept running and running until eventually I woke up. I heard a bang on my door so I came to check it out. It was Claire standing there, it looked from the outside like it was the afternoon already. I don’t know how much I slept but I guess I slept quite a bit. “Are you coming or are you gonna sleep and bail out on me?” I was questioning myself for a second, did I sleep for 23 or so hours? “Come on already! Let’s go!” Claire said as she was pulling me through the town. We arrived at a tavern not far from my house. It was only about half a mile or so, so I go into the tavern every once and awhile to order some steak or chicken. It was a wooden building made of spruce with a sign showing a cup that looked like coffee. There were several glass windows that had yellow tints on it. We walked in to find that the air felt like it had a spicy feel to it. A feel of excitement like that on top of a volcano. When I go to any place in the wild I never really get homesick, I like adventure regardless but I also like training. I looked in front of me to see that the bartender was having a stereotypical creepy guy try and say hi. “I am sure you have never seen a guy as grand as I. You haven’t have you? I understand I am just simply that great aren’t I.” I decide to put a stop to this and stand on the table in front of me. “Hey!” I yell at the man as he looks over at me annoyed at me. “There are many things wrong with what you just said, especially when you factor how absolutely pathetic you looked when you said it. Everyone here knows you don’t trash talk about the bartender. Did you ever learn not to bite the hand that feeds you? Or in this case trash talk the girl with the drinks.” What stood before me was a large man, he had a very muscular build with several layers of armor coming from parts of both steel, chain mail, and iron. He had barely any hair on his head, he also had an egg shaped head. Nevertheless I knew he was only a grunt. He was a part of the royal guard but someone much smaller than him got a higher position than him due to his ability to command others. This grunt however I can’t even remember the name of, all I heard about him was that he loved to fight and brawl whenever he could. “How dare you speak to me in such a matter! Do you understand who I am? I am the captain of the royal guard Avarbish! You shall respect me peasant or face the consequences!” The entire room started laughing at what he had just spewed, including Claire behind me. Everyone knew he was just a grunt because the actual head of the guard was on a poster outside. I really think this guy has a little bit of screws loose or he is just delusional. “Dude, you are literally just a grunt, everyone in here knows it so stop lying to yourself.” I said while laughing continuously. I was probably close to dropping on the floor for how stupid this guy sounded. “Why you!” He then lunges toward me about to throw a punch in my face. I swing to the side, dodging the attack. I take my hand and chop his neck’s pressure point making him pass out. After a few hours the guard showed up to find his comrade had passed out on the ground. Everyone agreed to tell the story that he passed out from drinking too much and fell on the floor. My innocence was saved and I would say this is probably the best night I have had in a long time. Claire and I went to our homes, thinking about what had happened and loving the experience we just lived.

Redux