Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2020 13:53:37 GMT -5
Bruce had travelled to the noble region with the intention of seeing his family after disappearing for two long years. He arrived in the noble region at around 19:30 in the afternoon. Sadly, two minutes after arriving his attention was captured by the sight of a new tavern called “Knight’s Delight”. He had never seen this place before. To be fair, Bruce had never really seen much of the noble region, despite the fact that he was actually raised here. Most of his childhood was spent indoors thanks to his father. So obviously Bruce couldn’t pass up the chance to see what the new tavern had to offer.
Bruce entered the Knight’s Delight with the simple intention of buying cigarettes, since he had run out several hours ago. When he stepped in, the familiar scent of alcohol, cigarettes and cheap cologne flooded his nose. The establishment was what you would expect of any establishment in the noble region. The interior was very well designed and the reason why it was called “Knight’s Delight” instantly became obvious to Bruce. The entire place was designed to attract magic knights, From the theme of the décor of the place, to the fact that the women and men who served drinks and waited tables here were in magic knights’ costumes.
Bruce stood by the door and arched an eyebrow for a moment, while taking in the peculiar sight. He had never seen so many magic Knight colors in one place since the exams, it felt like a unicorn had puked up a rainbow in here. Bruce mentally thanked himself for not wearing his black bulls’ uniform today. ” maybe dad never let us out because he wanted to protect us from corny shit like this..” Bruce thought to himself as he waded his way through a few women pretending to be blue roses, or maybe they actually were blue roses, it was hard to tell with so many waitresses in costume. Damn This place was confusing. When Bruce finally reached the counter, he asked for a 20 pack of his favorite brand of cigarettes. Upon being handed the pack he immediately opened it up, pulled one cigarette out and lit it up.
Bruce stood in place for a moment to enjoy the first cigarette of the pack he had just bought. He deeply inhaled the smoke from his cigarette, then he exhaled the smoke while he headed toward the door to leave this costume convention of a tavern. Sadly, just before he could leave this corny establishment, another distraction caught Bruce’s attention. A man wearing a green mantis uniform called out ” Leave the table you broke little shit. Who’s next?! “ Bruce’s ears perked up as he watched a drunk and defeated man slink away from a poker table in shame after being embarrassed by the man in the green mantis costume. Bruce looked down at his wristwatch, ”ok I’ll only play one game and finish in time to go see my bro.” Bruce thought to himself before he slid into the seat of the man who had just left the game in defeat.
”ooh, that’s a fancy suit boy. It must cost a lot. Can’t wait to win it off ya!” the man in the green mantis costume called out as he took a look at Bruce’s clothing. In response Bruce took another drag of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke in the man’s direction without uttering a word to him.
An hour later, Bruce was still sitting at the poker table with his best poker face on. Three empty mugs that once held rum sat on the table beside him and some of the empty mugs had cigarette butts in them. Bruce was on a solid 4 game winning streak and was extremely focused on counting cards. When the time to reveal his cards came, he placed them on the table with a smirk I win again.,Bruce spoke then he stood up and stretched over the table in order to rake in the last of the money the green mantis wannabe had Infront of him. Then suddenly an ace card dropped out of Bruce’s sleeve. ”crap..” Bruce thought to himself. ”cheating little prick. Grab him!” the man in the green mantis uniform called out and other men dressed in the same uniform immediately stood up and headed toward Bruce. Their violent intentions were very clear.
Bruce quickly dropped the money he had raked in from the green mantis and stood on top of the poker table. He put on a serious poker face before he spoke ”You idiots don’t know who I am do you? I’m Zaven Blake!” Bruce spoke while using a bit of his mana to manipulate shadows in the tavern in an ominous way to scare people. The entire tavern fell silent and his attackers froze in their tracks. Bruce was so focused on playing his character that he hadn’t noticed the man he was pretending to be enter the tavern. Instead, Bruce just continued speaking. ” Yeah, it’s me. The shadow of dawn and You people are lucky I’m in a good mood. Or I’d strangle you with your own shadows.” the men in green mantis costumes promptly left the tavern in fear. Bruce chuckled as he got off the table and began taking all the money from the poker table for himself. ” Drinks for everyone in here. on me!” Bruce spoke as he realized he had scored more money than he needed from his underhanded trick. Immediately everyone in the tavern began to cheer when they heard they’d be getting free drinks. He was still oblivious to his brother's presence and headed to the counter to collect another glass of rum.
Zaven Blake✧
Wc:958
Bruce entered the Knight’s Delight with the simple intention of buying cigarettes, since he had run out several hours ago. When he stepped in, the familiar scent of alcohol, cigarettes and cheap cologne flooded his nose. The establishment was what you would expect of any establishment in the noble region. The interior was very well designed and the reason why it was called “Knight’s Delight” instantly became obvious to Bruce. The entire place was designed to attract magic knights, From the theme of the décor of the place, to the fact that the women and men who served drinks and waited tables here were in magic knights’ costumes.
Bruce stood by the door and arched an eyebrow for a moment, while taking in the peculiar sight. He had never seen so many magic Knight colors in one place since the exams, it felt like a unicorn had puked up a rainbow in here. Bruce mentally thanked himself for not wearing his black bulls’ uniform today. ” maybe dad never let us out because he wanted to protect us from corny shit like this..” Bruce thought to himself as he waded his way through a few women pretending to be blue roses, or maybe they actually were blue roses, it was hard to tell with so many waitresses in costume. Damn This place was confusing. When Bruce finally reached the counter, he asked for a 20 pack of his favorite brand of cigarettes. Upon being handed the pack he immediately opened it up, pulled one cigarette out and lit it up.
Bruce stood in place for a moment to enjoy the first cigarette of the pack he had just bought. He deeply inhaled the smoke from his cigarette, then he exhaled the smoke while he headed toward the door to leave this costume convention of a tavern. Sadly, just before he could leave this corny establishment, another distraction caught Bruce’s attention. A man wearing a green mantis uniform called out ” Leave the table you broke little shit. Who’s next?! “ Bruce’s ears perked up as he watched a drunk and defeated man slink away from a poker table in shame after being embarrassed by the man in the green mantis costume. Bruce looked down at his wristwatch, ”ok I’ll only play one game and finish in time to go see my bro.” Bruce thought to himself before he slid into the seat of the man who had just left the game in defeat.
”ooh, that’s a fancy suit boy. It must cost a lot. Can’t wait to win it off ya!” the man in the green mantis costume called out as he took a look at Bruce’s clothing. In response Bruce took another drag of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke in the man’s direction without uttering a word to him.
An hour later, Bruce was still sitting at the poker table with his best poker face on. Three empty mugs that once held rum sat on the table beside him and some of the empty mugs had cigarette butts in them. Bruce was on a solid 4 game winning streak and was extremely focused on counting cards. When the time to reveal his cards came, he placed them on the table with a smirk I win again.,Bruce spoke then he stood up and stretched over the table in order to rake in the last of the money the green mantis wannabe had Infront of him. Then suddenly an ace card dropped out of Bruce’s sleeve. ”crap..” Bruce thought to himself. ”cheating little prick. Grab him!” the man in the green mantis uniform called out and other men dressed in the same uniform immediately stood up and headed toward Bruce. Their violent intentions were very clear.
Bruce quickly dropped the money he had raked in from the green mantis and stood on top of the poker table. He put on a serious poker face before he spoke ”You idiots don’t know who I am do you? I’m Zaven Blake!” Bruce spoke while using a bit of his mana to manipulate shadows in the tavern in an ominous way to scare people. The entire tavern fell silent and his attackers froze in their tracks. Bruce was so focused on playing his character that he hadn’t noticed the man he was pretending to be enter the tavern. Instead, Bruce just continued speaking. ” Yeah, it’s me. The shadow of dawn and You people are lucky I’m in a good mood. Or I’d strangle you with your own shadows.” the men in green mantis costumes promptly left the tavern in fear. Bruce chuckled as he got off the table and began taking all the money from the poker table for himself. ” Drinks for everyone in here. on me!” Bruce spoke as he realized he had scored more money than he needed from his underhanded trick. Immediately everyone in the tavern began to cheer when they heard they’d be getting free drinks. He was still oblivious to his brother's presence and headed to the counter to collect another glass of rum.
Zaven Blake✧
Wc:958
