[OP-F1] Big Brother

[Arthonnen 0]

It was the middle of the night in the town of beginnings, and as the rain came crashing down almost like a typhoon everyone had taken shelter to find rest for the night. The only sign of life was a small flicker of light inside one of the taverns windows. Sitting alone in a empty bar was Arthonnen, a tall pale skinned man with black hair falling just short enough to get in the way of his eyes at times. A candle right next to him and the soft sound of scribbling on paper as he drew something.

[Crusher 0]

"Bang Bang Bang bang" The clanging of a hammer on an anvil could be heard faintly. A few minutes later. Shouting could be heard "AWW COME ON NOW! DONT DO THAT!." A loud clang could be heard as metal hit metal. "Aw! for CRYING OUT LOUD!" . A Slam could be heard from down the street. Footsteps started advancing on the empty tavern. "Ah Bump it!. Ill just get a drink" As crusher entered the Tavern he saw the only person in the bar was Arthonen. "Well.. Hey there..." -looking awkward- " I hope you didnt hear my yelling. I was trying to work on some armor. But it just fell to pieces.." 

[Arthonnen 0]

Arthonnen slowly places his pencil on the table cocking his head to the side as he herd the loud bangs. Perking an eyebrow he was already watching the door by the time Crusher stormed in. "What was the success rating you had upgrading it?" He pondered turning himself in the hair his hand resting lightly over his drawing making it hard to tell just what it was. A simple candle light next to him no food or drinks in sight, but the NPC seemed to still be working the bar.

Arthonnen however looked tired, seeming to not get much sleep this night the man still dressed in pretty basic gear.

[Crusher 0]

Sitting down next to him he spoke "Hey bartender. Can i get a drink?. Dark ale please'

 

The Npc looked up and spoke 'Oh? Oh sure. no problem ill be right back" - Going into the back he brought out a cup full of ale. "here you are" 

sipping on his drink Crusher thought. "Lets see here.. Success rate.. "haha. Uh.. well  right now i only have a %34 percent chance to successfully craft an item" - Pulling out his sword .

"But i did craft this though"

 

[quote][center][b]Item:[/b] The Omega Bastard-sword
[b]Quality:[/b] Rare
[b]Shop:[/b] The indomitable forge

[b]Enchantments:[/b] +2 damage

[b]Description:[/b] [/The blades razor sharp blade shimmers in the nights light ][/center]

[Arthonnen 0]

Arthonnen chuckled to himself shaking his head glancing at crushed with a look of some amusement and disbelief . "I may not be a master on this games crafting system, but I don't think you should try and make an item with a 34% chance to make it. Save those mats for when you have a better chance and make something simple." Arthonnen let out a sigh glancing at the bartender when he started to walk away. "Hey make that two dark ales...I need a damn drink"

[Crusher 0]

Haha . Yeah thats for sure. Sad part is. the only way to get better is to craft. Cant earn experiance if i dont craft. Just how it is. Im going to lose mats. -Sighs- Oh well. Guess that is just the way it goes. Lose some make some back. One step at a time -Sipping on his drink- " So tell me about your self a little. My name is Crusher and i am 19" Looking around he liked the way the inn was built. very study very nice colors and good quality ale. 

[Arthonnen 0]

Arthonnen paused for a moment drumming his fingers across the bar as he glanced over inspecting crusher from head to toe. The silence was awkward for a moment before Arthonnen finally extended his hand to the man. "Arthonnen, same age as you....well anything specific you want to know about me?" Arthonnen had a bit of hesitation in his voice but it quickly faded. In this death game it would be a good idea to try and make some friends and to Arthonnen it looked like Crusher knew how to handle himself, a quality he liked. 

[Crusher 0]

"Hmmm.. Not really haha. Well its nice to meet you. -relaxing for a little he finally thought- "oh Yeah.. What were you drawing anyway?. -As he looked around. he noticed there still was not anyone walking around. They must be all Asleep. "I guess that makes sense he thought to him self"

[Arthonnen 0]

"Oh this?" Arthonnen glanced down at the paper he had hidden under her hand and let out a deep sigh before passing the picture over to Crusher it was a rather remarkable drawing of a girl. 

 

"Lu....my sister. I have no idea how long I am going to be stuck in this death game and without pictures well....I wanted something to help remember her face before I start to forget."