[color=00aeef][center][h1]Chres Sansus[/h1][/center][/color] [hr] Chres waited patiently for the blade to stab him and the chest. Yet, nothing happened. Chres opened his eyes and frowned. A man had interrupted them. He mentioning they ought to take the fight outside. Chres sighed wondering how he was going to fix this. It probably wouldn't be too hard. That is until the man with the knife got kicked in the chest by the man who was eating Quail at the bar. [color=00aeef][i]Ah crud.[/i][/color] Chres thought, banging the back of his head against the wall behind him. Ow. Chres rubbed his head as he listened to the newcomer's conversation with the three men. Apparently he was a member of the Royal Guard for King Y'lleant. What the hell was he doing here? And why did he get in the middle of Chres's well deserved humiliating death? Chres took out his flask of flavored water and took a sip, grimacing as the Royal Guard ripped off one the man's ears. Oh, that was lovely. Chres simply shrugged. [i][color=00aeef]He looks like he's got this.[/color][/i] Chres thought to himself strolling casually back his stool at the bar. The innkeeper was staring at the fight in disbelief. [color=a36209]"Not again."[/color] He heard the man groan. Chres guessed that this wasn't the first fight to break out here. Chres simply took a seat and watched as the other two men drew their weapons. Chres took another sip from his flask as Sil flew to his side. [color=a2d39c][i]Looks like they are having fun.[/i][/color] She said giggling. She had a weird idea of fun. Well, it looked like Chres wasn't going to die today after all. [color=00aeef]"My life..."[/color] Chres sighed silently. [color=a2d39c][i]Aw, cheer up Chres.[/i][/color] Sil began. [color=a2d39c][i]I'm sure there are many people who hate their lives just like you.[/i][/color] Chres gave her another flat stare. [i][color=00aeef]And?[/color][/i] [color=a2d39c][i]And I'm sure they live happily ever after![/i][/color] Sil smiled as she leaned forward, her hands clasped behind her back. Chres groaned as he glanced to his side. The man who had interrupted the fight initially was now sitting down next to him. He had gulped down a drink from the bar and then proceeded to drink from his gourd. Chres arched an eyebrow at him. [color=00aeef]"Most people take little sips when they drink."[/color] He said to the man. [color=00aeef]"Perhaps you ought to... slow down..."[/color]