Chapter one: Yo Mama's Bar.
It was a cold night as Gorack stumbles into Yo Mama's Bar. Woozy form his previous battle with a gang of goblins, he stumbles into an unfriendly gentlemen.
"What the hell! You made me spill my beer", said the stocky dwarf as he hoped off his stool and drew his axe.
Gorack took a few steps back, " Calm doen i do not wish to fight.I am still weary from a battle with goblins, and I just wish to turn in for the night."
"Woozzy after fighting goblins? You must be kidding me. I took out an encampment of orces with just me and my friends" the dwarf stumbles at the weight of his axe obviosly to drunk to hold it up right, "You will pay for my drink."
"Ok how much was it and i will surely pay for two more," Goracl reaches for his pouch on his belt as the nearly 4 foot dwarf charges the 7'2'' barbarian, and with a swift move to the right Gorack was able to dodge the drunken dwarf's attack. The force of the axe going forward wtih no solid object to hit sends the dwarf to the ground with a loud thud of the axe. As the dwarf reaches for his axe Gorack kicks it to the otherside of the room. Three other dwarfs stand(obviously the first ones friends) and draw there axes. Relizing he will agian have to fight, Gorack draws his great sword and wish's he could just do this the easy way. With one charge and two sweeps of his sword he knocks the three dwarfs into the wall unconsious. While putting his sword away he yawns loudly.
"Hey barkeep, any damages I need to pay for," he says no louder then he needs to. The bar is quiet from the fight and all is starting to get setteled back into there chairs and countinue with there busness
"Not this time, but please be more careful next time," the barkeep screams as the noise starts to pick up agian. he barkeep is used to this by now but noone ever offer to pay for the damages before. After a fight the loser is carted out back and the one that walks away just leaves and never comes back for a while. But Gorack doesn't seem to be someone who wish's to leave town other than to take out the troubesome goblin encampments outside of town. There is one thing the barkeep does no about the odd barbarian. He uses the same sword and never has any other with him. The bartender has seen Gorack around town and in and out of armories but that sword forver stays on his back. Sleepily Gorack clims the stairs and reachs room nine. He walks into a room biggenough to accomodat a barbarian. Though his feet hang over the bed, it is still good enough to live in. setting his pouch on the rickity nightstand, and placing his sword leaning agianst the wall next to where his head would be on the bed. Then he disrobe and lays gentle into bed. Sore from the days adventure he slips into a sleep that allows him to sence if there is a presence in the room.
It was a cold night as Gorack stumbles into Yo Mama's Bar. Woozy form his previous battle with a gang of goblins, he stumbles into an unfriendly gentlemen.
"What the hell! You made me spill my beer", said the stocky dwarf as he hoped off his stool and drew his axe.
Gorack took a few steps back, " Calm doen i do not wish to fight.I am still weary from a battle with goblins, and I just wish to turn in for the night."
"Woozzy after fighting goblins? You must be kidding me. I took out an encampment of orces with just me and my friends" the dwarf stumbles at the weight of his axe obviosly to drunk to hold it up right, "You will pay for my drink."
"Ok how much was it and i will surely pay for two more," Goracl reaches for his pouch on his belt as the nearly 4 foot dwarf charges the 7'2'' barbarian, and with a swift move to the right Gorack was able to dodge the drunken dwarf's attack. The force of the axe going forward wtih no solid object to hit sends the dwarf to the ground with a loud thud of the axe. As the dwarf reaches for his axe Gorack kicks it to the otherside of the room. Three other dwarfs stand(obviously the first ones friends) and draw there axes. Relizing he will agian have to fight, Gorack draws his great sword and wish's he could just do this the easy way. With one charge and two sweeps of his sword he knocks the three dwarfs into the wall unconsious. While putting his sword away he yawns loudly.
"Hey barkeep, any damages I need to pay for," he says no louder then he needs to. The bar is quiet from the fight and all is starting to get setteled back into there chairs and countinue with there busness
"Not this time, but please be more careful next time," the barkeep screams as the noise starts to pick up agian. he barkeep is used to this by now but noone ever offer to pay for the damages before. After a fight the loser is carted out back and the one that walks away just leaves and never comes back for a while. But Gorack doesn't seem to be someone who wish's to leave town other than to take out the troubesome goblin encampments outside of town. There is one thing the barkeep does no about the odd barbarian. He uses the same sword and never has any other with him. The bartender has seen Gorack around town and in and out of armories but that sword forver stays on his back. Sleepily Gorack clims the stairs and reachs room nine. He walks into a room biggenough to accomodat a barbarian. Though his feet hang over the bed, it is still good enough to live in. setting his pouch on the rickity nightstand, and placing his sword leaning agianst the wall next to where his head would be on the bed. Then he disrobe and lays gentle into bed. Sore from the days adventure he slips into a sleep that allows him to sence if there is a presence in the room.