Aerer - Late evening.
Sunberth, 1, Fall, 514 A.V
This all began with a left hook and a sense of entitlement.
It was all quite sudden, the old codger moved with a ferocity that Aerer had severely underestimated. His meager frame stumbled out through the exit like a fly being swatted out of the air. Fingers clutched the apex of his nose as blood continued oozing through banded digits. With a furrowed brow he glanced up at his assailant, Merv. The proud owner of The Pigs Foot scowled at him from the doorway, daring him to make the next move.
“Look, friend, I just thought a few tables and chairs were getting in the way of my ale deliveries. I meant no disrespect, just looking to be more efficient here. Course I can under....”
An annoyed grunt from Merv as he turned his back and re-entered his tavern. The rickety back door shuddered as it closed leaving Aerer alone with a few of the more seedy patrons. They were hungry for what they considered an easy mark and a few began to close in. Grinning like a cheshire cat and fueled by the refined purity of watered down ale Aerer found his feet and brandished a wickedly crude blade.
“One of you might get a few coin, but a few might lose a few limbs in the process. Are we sure we want to gamble like that tonight, children? Hrm?”
There was a murmur of displeasure, a smattering of swindlers hungry for blood or simple money. Perhaps a few of them had a score to settle that he himself was unaware of. Truthfully he found it difficult to keep track of all the petty details. Adrenaline shot through his veins and clamored for action and a well placed (though some might argue lucky) swing found its mark, causing one of his would be muggers to crumple in front of him. The ambitious maneuver shifted his weight in the opposite direction and he later found himself musing over how close he had been to losing a limb himself.
More vulgar taunts and slurred movements from the dark. His previous idle threat did not seem to be dissuading his new friends as he had hoped. Coming to the realization that a quick retreat was in order he feigned left before bolting right, bare feet padding against the dusty barren streets of the evening. Fleeing in Sunberth was not always as easy as it was in Alvadas and the perplexing street directions were causing an unnecessary amount of irritation. Sweat perspired from forehead and neck, drenching his well worn clothes and a constant reminder that he should've worn his armor tonight. The problem was, tonight wasn't any sort of job. Tonight was meant to be a night of drinking, of gambling and high spirits. Where were the attractive lasses to ogle and endless ale to consume? Where was his night of adding a pinch to his drink or finding a particular enthusiastic seller of Funkus? The goddess Nikali was really letting him down lately. This entirely long trip to reach Sunberth was letting him down.
A quick turn down another unknown alleyway, Aerer sheathed his weapon and hoisted himself up to the roof of one of the smaller buildings. A terrible hiding spot? Certainly, but the voices behind him were already faint and muffled and as the adrenaline wore down he couldn't find the energy to continue down random streets when he wasn't even sure which direction home was. Not that making it home would resolve much. An ramshackle building that fit in with the rest of this hellhole, a bed crawling with bugs and trash and junk scattered along the floor like the sky had opened up and rained debris.
As silence reigned over the area once more, Aerer crept a bit higher atop the building for a better look. After tonight, its time to find something more worth my time. He declared. No more reckless fights and needless risks. His mood drastically improving as he inched a bit higher. Maybe find a group to join, rise up in the ranks, find the bigger payouts, be a leader. He couldn't spot anyone, or at least no one seemed to be hot on his trail. Yes, tomorrow. Tomorrow is the beginning of my rise to the top.
It was at that time that part of the roof decided to give in and dropped Aerer into the building below.