"God damn, this heat is going to murder me if i dont get a move on," Excanos grunted as he started to awaken from his unnecessarily long nap in the canopy of a manola tree.
He proceeded to climb down the tree and continue onto this make shift path that would lead him somewhere with something to drink. It was about midday when he started back on the path, now it was almost sunset with not a single lifeform to be seen, hallucinations began to kick in after not properly finding a water source for 2 days. Hey, that looks like the gate to hell i opened up as a kid, maybe it has a place where i can drink. And just as the he passed through the "gate", he immediately passed out.
"Make sure to apply the wet towel to his forhead, he needs to stay cool in this heat."
"I'm aware mother! Go tend to the drunks downstairs before they break another table like last time , i have this under control"
What in my father's name are those voices? I could've sworn I was dead by now
Excanos opened his eye to see a girl, about his age, tending to him, he also was covered from neck down in a floating bubble of water that flowed serenely about him. He noticed that his mother's robes were hanging on a hook on the back of the door along with the family katana. He also noticed he had undergarments on when he has never owned a pair in his life. He looked back at the girl and was about to speak when:
"OH MY GOODNESS YOUR AWAKE! Im terribly sorry I didnt notice! My mother and I saw you passed out in a mound of sheep shite, and we immediately came to check if everything was alright, and we-"
"Its alright, I appreciate you taking care of me, may i kindly ask you release me from the bubble and hand me my father's blade hanging on the door there?"
"Yes,sir"
After a brief chant, the bubble was released, and all the water condensed into a sphere to witch the girl then turned into ice and set it onto an ornate plate. Just as she was about to give Excanos the robes, he stopped her.
"I require the sword first, also may i ask for you to step out of the room for a moment?"
"Yes, sir"
As the door shut behind her, Excanos examined the runes on his mark to make sure they had not faded, for it had been a while since he reapplied them.
Just as expected, the bubble she had put me in had almost completely cleaned the runes , its a miracle that I awoke in time.
Excanos took the blade, with his left hand and began to slice the skin on top of each rune, the cuts had to be precise and in line with the shapes of the runes themselves, a long and arduos process but necessary nonetheless. After the cuts were made, he recited a small chant that ignited a black flame is his left hand, he then pressed the flame on each of the ruins to sear the blood into place. After about 45 minutes, the runes were refreshed and he was able to calm himself. He opened a nearby window and saw the sun was coming down again, he felt as if he accomplished nothing again, but he already was used to the feeling. He grabbed his mother's robes and proceeded downstairs.
"GENTLEMAN! IF YOU DO NOT CEASE THIS TOMFOOLERY I WILL HAVE YOU THROWN OUT AND NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN"
Although she was yelling, Excanos recognized the voice, it was the girl's mother trying to calm some drunkards down who were about to pull swords on each other.
"Quit shoutin' ya old hag! I just came to have a drink with meself to lighten up, and yet this dumbarse over here tries to steel me ale! I cant let that go without punishment! I pride my ale!"
An extremely obese man attempting to justify his drinking addiction, was about to start a fight with a calm and composed elf. He appeared as if he was royalty in shaggy clothing.
"I did no such thing and you are entirely aware of this."
"MY ARSE, YOU CLEARLY STOLE MY DRINK YOU PIECE OF DRAGON SHITE"
The obese man charged at the elf, only to be down on the ground and practically unconscious in the matter of a split second.
"You drunkards are all the same, assuming that just because im an elf not born into royalty that i steal someone's ale? What kind of drugs are you on?"
The elf, acquired the ale that he had paid for, drank it faster than Excanos has ever seen, and left.
Excanos, admiring the fellow elf's compusure, kept a photographic memory of his face and voice for future reference. He then approached the bar.
"Kind sir may i ask for a mug of ale?"