[h3]Midnight
Red District[/h3]
Breavoei wandered the near packed streets of the Red District. It was always packed, at least at night, people came here to forget their lives and indulge themselves in their simplest desire.

Breavoei needed a drink and some company ASAP which led him to the door of some shady Orc brothel.

"There's a first for everything, lets just hope enough drink makes them...Prettier." he muttered as he wandered inside. Most in there had been either an orc or some variant of the sort. So, upon his entry, all eyes were on him. Most muttered about the treatment of their species and ask why a human had entered, after all most humans preferred their own species.

After an hour of drinking and 'company' Breavoei fell asleep next to an adequate companion. The next morning and after paying the staff for a couple of shattered glasses Breavoei left to head towards downtown, there had to be something there that would let him be the hero, like he was many years prior.

Just on the edge of the district he was approached by three orcs, one with a hand axe, and the other two with knives.
[color=1a7b30]How'd you enjoy our business yesterday, human?[/color] The first orc said.
"A little dirty, but, nice all the same..." Breavoei said cautiously, as the second orc piped up
[color=39b54a]Dirty, huh? You humans think you can fuck with us out there in the world, but expect to come into our business and expect no problem? Wrong. I heard about you, bounty on your head. Big one, some kinda con artist are ya? Well here's what's gonna happen. We WILL kill you, get that money and use that to help our brothers and sisters that YOU killed in that town. Oh yea mister 'Gazelle'. What a stupid name."[/color] He said as he lunged towards Neacho.

Able to adopt a quick defensive stance, Neacho dodged the incoming attack slamming his palm into the orcs back unbalancing it, as the other two charged Neacho focused his energy, hitting the downed orc and killing him. Quickly turning and hitting another with two fingers sending him flying through a piece of loose rebar, The last one managed to get a slice but was grabbed and but to the ground in retaliation by Neacho

"Ya know.... That kinda hurt." He said sarcastically using his hand to chop into the orcs neck, breaking it.
"Weak, no form or coordination. You should be ashamed." He said as he healed and continued downtown, hopefully there he could find a job.