Open Days of Battle

[Eisen Axt]

66th of Fall 526

Eisen sighed as he walked out of Kendoka Sasaran rubbing his right shoulder. He chuckled, knowing that his improvements will lead to better battles, better yet, stronger opponents. He began his long trek back to the bar, the sun was already starting to set. He looked up at the sky, frowning, as he walked. He had to get a job...he could be a blacksmith, but if he started doing that in the open, his father would find him, couldn't have that now.

Eisen chuckled again, he could always be a mercenary, not one of thous greedy warriors, but like a knight. Then instead of notoriety, he could get fame...which could mean free meals, hot woman, strong enemies, and harder quests! He chuckled as he turned down an ally, obviously day dreaming. He stopped his daydreaming once he heard the scuffling of footsteps other than his. He turned his head to the coming footsteps noticing one of the students, one he beat today in sparring, but instead of carrying a wooden weapon, he carried a real one. He heard four more pairs as they came out of the shadows, all students that he's beaten, all with grim faces and real weapons. He was surrounded and in the middle of the armed group. One of the students stepped forward carrying his great axe, he had a tattoo all the way down his right arm as he stared murderously at Eisen. He wore a leather vest with some chain mail underneath with leather pants. The man wore thick leather greaves over this. He wore no helmet, Eisen noticed that all the students with the man copied his uniform.

"We trained all of our lives in that school, just to be beaten by some poor outsider who can barely afford his own dinner, much less clothes to wear on his back." The tattooed man said as he gripped his axe harder and than said with a snarl as he pointed his axe at Eisen "That's why were going to prove to you outsider, who the strongest really is. I declare a duel to death, let my comrades be witness to the killing of this outsider and the regaining of our honor."

Eisen snarled in response as he looked around. He was in an open circle like part of the ally, there were five alleys connected to this one, four were blocked by the murderous students, the only one that was open was from the leader of the students, the man he first beat, and the man that first wanted to kill him. The tattooed man began to circle him, his axe at ready. In response, Eisen pulled his axe out and joined in the circle of death as he glanced at the others, they weren't moving yet, but he had trust that they would if their leader were to start losing the 'duel'. He snarled again, perhaps he should take mercenary work, then arrogant butt cakes wouldn't try to gang beat him. The buildings were white but faded, with chips in it, their was also dried brown stains here and there on the floor, the sun was fading fast, and perhaps, his own life.