Mosh

"Mosh" is the fourth episode of the Drakonite roleplay. In it, the characters Daw and Barry are introduced,

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 **~MOSH~**

 **When Stockdale and Miles arrived at the capital, they were brought to the citadel for questions about failure to report in, the attack, and such..**

 **Which basically meant drinking a cup of tea with the garrison commander there, because the attack pretty much excused all your behaviour.**

 **The tea tasted nice.**

 **You're making your way outside the citadel when you see a figure waving at you..**

**Barry waves at Stockdale and Miles, and gestures them to come to him.**

**Miles: (whispering to Stockdale) Sir...?**

**Barry is wearing faction armor and seems to have a familiar face to Stockdale...**

**Stockdale: (whispers back) what?**

**Miles: That man seems to desire our attention...what do we do?**

**Stockdale: we go there and speak to him.**

**Miles slowly moves towards Barry with Stockdale.**

**Barry is smiling broadly at the two.**

**Barry: Hey man, long time no see!**

**Barry steps up to Stockdale and extends his hand for a handshake.**

 **Stockdale remembers.. Barry was his swordsmanship trainer back in the early days!**

 **Miles doesn't know, as he was following marksmanship trainings instead...**

**Barry is still extending his hand..**

**Stockdale: Barry you have changed so much**

**Stockdale shakes hands**

**Miles looks on with confusion, trying to remain formal.**

**Barry shakes it firmly..**

**Barry: Not sure if I should take that as a compliment, haha!**

**Barry: ..And who's this fellow you've brought with you?**

**Miles straightens up a little.**

**Barry also extends his hand to Miles as well.**

**Barry: Name's Barry!**

**Miles: Private crossbowman Miles. Pleased to make your acquaintance!**

**Miles gently shakes Barry's hand.**

**Barry: Eh, formal eh?**

**Barry chuckles lightly.**

**Barry: It's not like I'm gonna slap you or anything...**

**Barry: Oh, right!**

**Miles smiles a little, tensely.**

**Barry: I was planning to go to the tavern with Danny tonight, but he couldn't join me.**

**Barry: ..He kinda fell off the walls.**

**Barry: And I don't feel like going alone, so.. uhm..**

**Barry: I'd like to (looks at Miles) formally (looks back) invite you to have a drink!**

**Barry: Watcha say, hmm?**

**Barry: Say, as a goodbye party before we all leave tomorrow!**

**Stockdale: yes we would like to.**

 **Leave tomorrow? You know nothing about that!**

**Barry: Wouldn't expect anything else, right?**

**Miles nods slowly, casting a quick look at Stockdale.**

 **You all three walk up- and into a nearby tavern..**

 **There's a small table where exactly three people fit..**

 **Seems you're lucky!**

**Barry: Ah, seems we're lucky!**

**Stockdale: Oh my, what a coincidence...**

**Barry: Make yourselves at home, I'm getting the first round.**

**Barry winks at you.**

**Barry leaves for the bar..**

**Barry returns with thee giant mugs of lager.**

**Stockdale: (muttering to Miles) ...exactly three chairs available.**

**Barry: They're really cheap here!**

**Miles: Oh...**

 **When you look closer, there's actually an almost empty table way in back, with only one person occupying it..**

**Miles is gazing towards the back.**

 **The person is wearing expensive armor and... seems to be crying?**

**Barry: Woah, who's that poor fellow?**

 **When the person picks up their mug to take a sip, you recognize her as Maria!**

**Barry: ..hhhhh.. you come to tavern like this to have some fun, and then you see people like this..**

**Barry: ..It's.. really sad actually.**

**Stockdale: ...Maria?**

**Stockdale: What's her business in here?**

**Miles: She... she fixed your knee back at the capital, sir.**

**Barry: ..wait, is that the royal guard lady?**

**Barry looks at you two.**

**Barry: Any one of you good with .. well.. sad people?**

**Miles: She's no "royal guard lady," she's a kind professional.**

**Barry: Oh, well.. I've only seen 'er face walkin in and out the citadel's doors so I guess I don't have the right to speak...**

**Barry looks at Miles**

**Barry: Maybe you could.. I don't know.. talk to her?**

**Miles looks at Stockdale for approval for a moment, but quickly looks back at Barry nervously.**

**Miles: I mean...if you wish.**

**Barry nods thankfully.**

**Stockdale: I agree.**

**Stockdale: You shall talk to her, as she has been kind to us!**

**Miles: Yes sir!**

 **Go for it..**

**Miles bites his lip and makes carefully makes his way to Maria's table.**

**Maria hears your footsteps..**

**Maria: If you're one of those greasefaces again trying to court me I'm gonna kick you out the door...**

**Maria hasn't seen you yet..**

**Miles: Um...**

**Miles: Don't kick me, please ... ma'am.**

**Maria looks up at Miles**

**Maria: O-Oh.. Miles!**

**Miles smiles akwardly.**

**Maria: I... I'm so sorry for that..**

**Miles: Apology accepted.**

 **There's empty seats all around her..**

**Maria: ..so..**

**Maria: ..why are you here?**

**Miles looks over the empty seats.**

**Miles: I noticed you, um...**

**Miles takes a seat.**

**Maria doesn't seem to mind..**

**Miles: Are you well?**

**Miles: I was w-wondering.**

**Maria: ..of course bloody not..**

**Maria: ..**

**Miles: Ah... yeah.**

**Miles: I wanted to offer some consolation.**

**Maria: I-It's just..**

**Maria: I-it's kind of..**

**Maria sighes**

**Maria: Promise not to tell anyone?**

**Miles: Of course...**

**Maria: Seriously, even Martin doesn't know.. please keep it private..**

**Miles: I am a private, am I not?**

**Maria ignores the awful joke..**

**Miles bites his lip.**

**Maria removes her left gauntlet..**

 **There seem to be burn marks all over her wrist, forming a pattern of two opposed faces...**

 **The figure is so perfect, the burn couln't possible have been an accident..**

**Miles 's eyes widen.**

**Maria: You know what this means?**

**Miles: Negat-- I... no, I don't.**

**Maria I.. I used to know the Redrover warlock.. very well.**

**Maria: ..I've ... visited the nether.**

**Maria: ..Quite a lot..**

**Miles: That's.. awful unfortunate...**

**Maria: I swore allegiance to Theiresia.. completed her trials..**

**Maria looks straight down.**

**Maria: I'm one of her champions.**

**Maria: That's what it means.**

**Miles slowly moves his hand to rest on her shoulder (armor?).**

**Maria: ..this afternoon, she asked something of me.. I-I just..**

**Maria: ..**

**Maria: ..can't..**

**Maria looks Miles in the eyes.**

**Maria: ..she asked me to assassinate Martin, Miles.**

**Miles 's eyes widen.**

**Miles: You wouldn't...**

**Maria is visibly crying..**

**Maria: Of course I wouldn't!**

**Miles carefully moves his other hand to be holding both of her shoulders, offering to pull in for a hug akwardly.**

**Maria: ..I'm being a douche to you and Stockdale, I've.. left Vikh to die back at the Redrovers, and fails the very goddess I swore allegiance to..**

**Maria accepts the hug.**

**Miles: That can be forgiven.**

**Maria: ..T..-Thank you for being here..**

**Maria suddently retracts from the hug.**

**Miles: ...**

**Maria looks around alertly.**

**Maria: ..did anyone see that?**

**Maria puts back her gauntlet.**

**Maria: ...I..gotta go.**

**Maria: They can't see me here..**

**Miles: That's alright.**

**Maria stands up, preparing to leave.**

**Miles: Wait.**

**Maria looks at Miles.**

**Maria: Hmm?**

**Miles: I'm...always here.**

**Miles: If you need.**

**Miles: Yeah.**

**Maria looks Miles in the eyes.**

**Maria: ..Hey..**

**Maria: ..really. thanks.**

**Maria smiles faintly.**

**Miles flushes a light pink**

**Miles smiles back.**

**Maria quickly hurries outside.**

 **Barry and Stockdale watch as Miles walks up to the crying Maria.**

**Barry: Think he'll manage it?**

**Host: Lumos is joining the adventure!**

**Lumos joined the party with status Alive**

**Stockdale: He's one of my best crossbowmen. He'll do anything you tell 'im to!**

**Stockdale: I'm sure he'll manage somehow.**

**Barry: ...that's very great to hear,**

**Barry: We're gonna need the royal guard much.**

 **You see an unknow fellow walking up to your table..**

**Stockdale: To gain her trust would be ideal--**

**Stockdale looks at the stranger.**

**Host: Daw is joining the adventure!**

**Daw joined the party with status Alive**

**Daw: Hey y'awl fokes!**

**Daw: This seat taken?**

**Stockdale: Depends. Do you need something?**

**Daw gestures towards Miles' seat.**

**Daw sits down at Miles' seat.**

**Daw: Don't we all, lad!**

**Barry: Uh.. that seat IS kinda taken..**

**Daw: ..shuttup, will ya.**

**Daw: I'm talking to him.**

**Daw points at Stockdale.**

**Barry looks awkwardly at Stockdale, shrugging his shoulders.**

**Stockdale: Like you said, Barry, some people ruin the fun.**

**Stockdale looks at Daw questionably.**

**Daw: Ah! And we wouldn't want that!**

**Stockdale: Whatever. You can stay here a bit.**

**Daw: Now would we!**

**Stockdale: We would not!**

**Daw: You know, I'm sorta the representative from the lads over there!**

**Daw points at a table somewhat closer to the bar.**

 **It's filled with greasefaces..**

 **They wave at Daw.**

**Daw: ..And we're kinda outta juice!**

**Stockdale: Juice?**

**Daw: Ya know.. this tavern's not cheap and we're all out!**

**Daw: Thought..**

**Daw: Maybe you could help us out, yaknow?**

**Stockdale: You thought now, hm?**

**Stockdale relaxes, leaning back in his chair.**

**Barry: Maybe you oughta leave?>**

**Daw: I SAID SHUTTUP!**

**Barry looks frustrated.**

**Stockdale: You also said you thought.**

**Stockdale: Let me tell you, you thought wrong.**

**Daw: And I thought I was approaching a table with NICE people.**

**Daw spits in Stockdale's drink.**

**Daw: Now you're gonna have to get new ones anyways.**

**Stockdale: Leave that seat for someone who isn't a beggar.**

**Daw: WELL DON'T WE HAVE A BIG MOUTH HERE, BOY.**

**Daw chuckles loudly.**

**Stockdale: We have two big mouthes here, child.**

**Stockdale: (spectator) mouths? mouthes?**

**Stockdale: (spectator) multiple mouth**

**Barry looks kind of scared at Daw..**

**Daw: I got eight over there!**

**Daw waves over at the table with greasefaces.**

**Daw: So what's it gonna be, huh?**

**Stockdale looks at Barry for a second.**

**Daw: You gonna be a nice guy or act like the sack of shit you look like?**

**Barry: Stockdale.. maybe ..**

**Barry: I don't know, they are with a bunch..**

**Stockdale: You really think I'd ruin the fun here?**

**Daw flicks Stockdale's mug off the table..**

**Daw: WHOOPS.**

**Stockdale looks at him calmly.**

**Daw: You're doing for us, kid.**

**Stockdale: How much money do you think a sack of shit like me carries?**

**Stockdale smiles.**

**Daw: Well, apparently not that much, eh?**

**Daw: Fucking pleb.**

**Stockdale: You got that right.**

**Stockdale: My apologies.**

**Daw grabs Barry's beer and takes a sip.**

**Barry: HEY!**

**Daw: Back off, lad.**

**Stockdale: Come on, it's fine.**

**Barry tries to grab it back but Daw holds it tightly.**

**Stockdale looks back at Miles for a second as if to check on him, but looks back with a stern look.**

**Stockdale: I said it's fine.**

**Daw throws the rest of the beer in Stockdale's face.**

**Daw: Whoops!**

**Daw: SORRY.**

**Stockdale: Apology accepted.**

**Daw is seemingly frustrated.**

**Daw: (softly) what does it take to fucking punch me?**

**Daw: Thought you were supposed to be good'at fighting.**

**Stockdale: It takes an awful lack of maturity.**

**Daw kicks Stockdale's chair from under him.**

**Daw: WHOOPSIES!**

**Barry: Yeesh, fucking cut it!**

**Barry stands up!**

**Stockdale catches himself, standing back up.**

**Stockdale: Barry, please.**

**Daw: You're fucking clumsy, shitface.**

**Stockdale: I s'pose I am.**

**Barry: You- You're just gonna let him do this?**

**Daw smiles.**

**Stockdale: Of course!**

**Stockdale: I didn't think there'd be entertainment here.**

**Stockdale: Great deal, right?**

**Daw stands up.**

**Daw: There's not fucking entertainment here.**

**Daw: No punches being thrown.**

**Daw: No fucking lager.**

**Daw: No. Fucking Music.**

**Stockdale: How could I forget music?**

**Daw: We bards' boys are gonna change that, lad.**

**Daw looks back at the table behind him.**

**Stockdale: You guys ought to know a good tune, right?**

**Daw grins.**

**Daw: You fucking bet.**

**Daw: LET'S HEAR SOME FUCKING SOUND, LADS!**

**Daw grabs Stockdale and throws him into the tavern hallway.**

**Daw: What you gonna do now, huh?**

**Daw: Apologize again!**

**Stockdale gets up, brushing himself off.**

 **People seem to gather in a circle around you..**

 **Barry is among them.. apparently kinda trembling in fear..**

**Daw walks up to Stockdale.**

**Daw: HIT ME.**

**Stockdale looks at Barry for a second, seemingly disappointed in him.**

**Stockdale: You didn't ask nicely.**

**Stockdale: Maybe "Please hit me, good man?""**

**Daw punches Stockdale in the face.**

**Daw: DIBBS!**

**Stockdale laughs as he quickly recovers from the hit.**

**Daw: Can I have next one as well?**

**Stockdale: I should've seen that coming.**

**Daw: PLEEEAAASE?**

**Daw casually walks up to Stockdale.**

**Daw: Yeesh, you military folks are worth nothing.**

**Stockdale: Well, because you asked...I'll have to decline.**

**Daw smiles.**

**Stockdale: Thank you.**

**Daw throws another punch at Stockdale.**

**Daw: Too late, lad.**

**Stockdale dodges this time.**

**Daw: Damn!**

**Stockdale trips Daw in an almost accidental-looking manner.**

**Daw: Shit fuck!**

**Stockdale: Damn is right! Tie your shoes, pal.**

**Stockdale steps back from Daw.**

**Daw stands up.**

**Daw: A--haaaah!**

**Daw: Good one!**

**Daw chuckles.**

**Stockdale: Glad to see you're having fun now.**

 **you hear from the audience: "FUCKING SLAM HIM INTO A COMA OR SOMETHING."**

 **Who're they cheering for?**

**Daw walks up to Stockdale.**

**Stockdale seems to be getting impatient, glancing back at Miles.**

**Stockdale: Tough crowd, huh.**

 **Maria's nowhere to be seen, and you see Miles walking back from the table, apparently concerned what's going on.**

**Daw: WRAAGH!**

**Stockdale slips away, nearing the edge of the crowd Miles is approaching.**

**Daw: Fucker!**

**Stockdale: I'd love to stay, but...**

**Stockdale: We have very important business.**

**Daw: You coward peace of shit!**

**Stockdale: Maybe I'll treat you sometime?**

**Stockdale is ignoring Daw at this point, but has an annoyed expression.**

**Stockdale: Good day.**

**Stockdale nudges Miles and heads for the exit.**

**Daw: ...Yeesh, I hope the rest of the fellas protecting this town aren't wusses like you..**

**Stockdale turns back.**

**Stockdale: I hope we aren't protecting folks like you...**

**Stockdale continues out the door with Miles, unintentionally leaving Barry behind.**

 **you leave the tavern behind you, hearing jeering at you from behind..**

 **You've effectively avoided the fight.. partially.**

**Barry: ..guys!**

**Barry hurrries from the exit, trying to catch up with you.**

**Barry: ..that was screwed up!**

**Stockdale: Screwed up?**

**Miles: W...what happened?**

**Miles: That man seemed awful fed-up.**

**Barry: One of those fricking bard people..**

**Barry: It's always them..**

**Barry waits for Stockdale to say something.**

**Stockdale: Just a hooligan.**

**Barry: ..ghhh**

**Barry: Don't know about you guys, but I'm a catch some sleep..**

**Stockdale: Yea, I'm sure you need it.**

**Barry: ..yeah.**

**Barry: We all gotta get up tomorrow, remember?**

**Barry: That is, early.**

**Stockdale: Surely.**

**Barry: Wouldn't want to miss the caravan.**

**Miles looks at Stockdale again, as if saying, "caravan?"**

**Stockdale: Understood!**

**Stockdale: Have a good night.**

**Barry starts walking away.**

 **If you want to know what he's been talking about, you should ask now..**

 **Apparently the military's supposed to do something tomorrow!**

**Stockdale: Wait--**

**Barry: ..huh?**

**Barry turns around.**

**Stockdale: Miles doesn't know about the details of this operation tomorrow.**

**Stockdale: Care to give him an idea?**

**Barry: Uhh.. sure.**

**Miles nods and looks at Barry.**

**Barry: But I thought you were supposed to be briefed when you reported in last time..**

**Miles: I'm...er, forgetful.**

**Miles: Just a tad.**

**Barry: We're rallying for the lines tomorrow, leaving a fourth in the city... Which you (points at Stockdale) are not part of.**

**Barry: King's also supposed to go, but how's obviously confidential and such, blah blah blah.**

**Barry: Basically, we're gonna kick those freaking redasses.**

**Barry grins.**

**Stockdale: Got it, Miles?**

**Barry: That's uhh.. at market square at seven.**

**Miles: Y-Yes sir.**

**Miles: Thank you.**

**Barry: ..please don't call me sir.**

**Miles: Oh, my apologies.**

**Miles: ..."Ok, man."**

**Barry: ..whatever..**

**Miles: "Gotcha..."**

**Barry: Cya at sunrise, chaps.**

**Barry leaves for home.**

**Miles: ...Have a good night, pal.**

**Stockdale: See you tomorrow.**

 **You both settle in for the night as well..**

 **It's quite a late notice for something like that!**

 **Sleep well.**

**: EPISODE END**

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