Moving quickly he reached the end and grabbed another, but his opponent was catching up and may the gods help me if he gets ahead, he thought. Drowning now, unconscious nearing, he gasped for air and went straight back into the eternal pool, till suddenly his opponent smashed his fist on the table. The room becomes silent as these two giants stare at each other in the eye. The tension is unbearable, till the giant opposite sucks in a deep breath ans bellows out the immortal words. "By the gods that one can drink!" Cheering from the crowd surrounds them both till the tavern owner appears along side Logan, whispering in his ear.
"Who's paying?" he asks. Logan turns and looks him in the eyes.
"The loser is!" He shouts, the crowd cheer again.
"What loser?" The tavern owner asks. Logan annoyed now turns ands says.
"That one..." The space were his opponent had been sitting now lay vacant. "SON OF A..."
Rain poured over the small houses that housed the residents of Hyoite. "Probably the last rain before it gets cold", he thought. Logan lets the rain wash the cuts and bruises off his body. His body felt like he'd been run over by horse, but his head hurt more. "A curse on the man, who invented Ale." he mutters to himself. Of course he had come off the better in that fight, let it never be said the age old proverb don't fight mages unarmed is wrong. Unfortunately he had lost his purse. Going to a rough night, he thought. Standing up he walked through the small streets of Hyoit moving towards the large hill that rested on the cliff face in front of the sea. Looking up he saw lights flicker, the mansion on top still lit brightly. He found a dry spot inside a stable at the entrance to the town.
Gathering some straw, he made a bed close to the entrance. Looking out into the rain he tried to drift too sleep, but a question that had been bothering him for a while was resounding through his head, making sleep impossible. What am I doing here? It had been bothering him the past month it had taken to get him Hyoit. The only reason he came was because a man in Connlaoth's underground had told he he'd heard of Novas Biatez visiting Hyoit, but so far Logan couldn't find anything to confirm it. Annoyed at his own gullibility he shouts out his question. "What am I doing here!?!"
SMACK
Jumping up in surprise, he looks into the darkness of the night and sees a dark object lying on the floor in front of the stable. Rushing forward he checks the object, as he checks the object, something wet and sticky sticks to his fingers, moving his hand into the moon light. Blood. He now knew exactly what it was, but not how it got here. Not a man to wonder about such things, he searches the body and finds small purse and piece of parchment. Holding it up to the light he sees what look like orders.
[center:1vzbnguf]He will be in the mansion tonight, wait for him in the bedroom. Quick and messy. As soon as this is done meet me in the town centre tomorrow for payment.[/center:1vzbnguf]
