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Blood and Kor: The Brawler

by ThAtGuY101

ThAtGuY101 Day one is over, and now day two is here. Kor got a lot of stuff done on day one. Now Kor heads to town to explore, eat, raise hell, or do just about whatever he likes.
"HAAAHAAAAAAAAA!!! Let's gooo! We got shit to do and things to see!" Kor yelled at the top of his lungs. "Meditiiiiite!(I'm hungry!)" Roh said. The sky was dark and the sun had still yet to peak over the horizon. It was very early in the morning and Kor was already set on raising hell. May arceus protect those in Kor's way for there aren't any breaks on this train.

Kor was already dead set on fighting. He had the look of crazy in his eye and everything. He was out for blood or a really good ass whooping.

Despite Kor's barbaric lifestyle, he managed to get all his belongings neatly packed and ready to go in less than ten minutes. The only proof Kor was even there were tribal symbols painted on the surrounding area. Kor left his tribal markings behind everywhere he went.

Kor eventually reached a small town. People were outside going about their day. The people in the village were all average sized people but to the demarian monk, they were all 'puny little runts'. A large 7'2 ft man covered in fur stuck out like a sore thumb. It didn't help that he had a wild grin, and was blissfully unaware of just how brutish and imposing he came across.

He waved at a group of people, but most of them acted as if he was just about to sucker punch them. Though at this point violence and agression were the last things on Kors mind at the moment. This was a new experience for Kor as he never been this close to a town, and he was right in the middle of it. He was getting all sorts of looks, it were as if the people in this town never seen a Demarian before. Even the guards didn't wanna bother him.

Kor saw people walking in sand out of a large building. "Maul's general store". It took Kor a minute to read it as he rarely read common. He headed inside, and a burly 6'4 gentleman sat by the counter.

"Don't see your kind out here much. Whaddya want? " The man said in a gruff tone. Kor slapped his bag across the table, "Trade?" Kor uttered. Kor grabbed a whole hand full of beef Turkey and smacked it on the table. The man looked at it examining and determining the value of it. Kor placed a whole bag of it on the table.

The man grabbed a piece to confirm whether or not he would consider the food as trade. The man took out a small pouch and took a few coins out before pouring it back. He took the beef jerky, and Kor accepted the coins. He tied the coins to his belt, thanked the man and headed outside. "Oaf!" A kid ran into Kor's leg then ran by. Some other children ran by too. Kor had no clue where they were running or why they were in a hurry.

He continued down his merry way when he saw another place, "Three Trubbish Tavern". Kor had heard stories about taverns, and one was in front of him. He headed inside, a bar maid nearly jumped when she saw him. It was a fairly rough looking place. "Drinks! Drinks! Come on man, drinks!" Kor cheered. Kor said slapping coins on the table. Roh held onto Kor's back and looked at the coins.

The man took the money and poured a couple mugs. One after the other Kor poured them down, and was feeling kinda funny after his third drink. As Kor was enjoying his drink, one man pushed another man who pumped into Kor, causing Kor to accidentally spill his drink on him. The angry man punched Kor in the arm but it didn't phase him. Kor instinctively swung his arm pushing the man who now bumped into a larger fellow. The larger man was even angrier, pushing the smaller man aside again and throwing a punch at Kor. Kor grabbed the man's wrist and used his other arm to snap his elbow. A crackle followed by the large man yelling and a bar fight started. Two Kelan scouts were enjoying drinks but now trying to control the situation. Neither of them paid much attention to Kor due to just how many people were also fighting.

Kor threw one man out a window, one man against a wall, knocked three people unconcious and injured four more. Kor was drunkenly ranting as the fight continued. Roh held on tightly to Kor's back and watched. Kor even caught a chair that would have hit the bar maid. She smiled and thanked him. Eventually the kelan scouts managed to calm the situation, and Kor went on his merry way.

"Where to next, Roh?" Kor asked.
"Meditiiiite!" Roh cheerfully pointed
Kor began to walk in the pointed direction.
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