To wonder and wander...(Ilithael)

[Mephistel]

In the heat of the scorched sand, the God Ruvyk, back in full powers...more or less, was walking, his naked feet against the sand. He didn't mind it. In fact, he liked it better like this, somewhat, he didn't like shoes, so he was better off without them. He was reaching the next town, it was already morning and he had been walking all night.

Oh, he could probably had just flew there, but walking was so much more relaxing. The stars had accompany him along his way. Sometime, it wasn't all so bad to play as a mortal, but he sure missed his home up there sometimes.

As he made his way to the town, he walked toward the nearest inn. It was morning, so not too many people up yet, it was better this way. The handsome young man entered the place, like a king would enter his palace and went to an empty table, sitting down and sighing. A good meal and drink would do wonders.

[ilithael]

Nova entered the tavern, the smell of beer and smoke entering his lungs. He passed multiple different people before sitting down on the chair in front of the bar. An older man walked over to him, his eyes lit with recognition. "ah, nova! good to see you again. lemme guess, the usual?" Nova smiled and set down 10 gold for the man. The man smiled and gave a hearty laugh as he grabbed a glass and started pouring it with rather weak alcohol. Nova wasn't that much of a drinker. besides, the alcohol might put his powers past its limits, and he would lose control. As the man gave him his drink, Nova turned and noticed a rather handsome young man sitting down on a nearby table. however, this one felt....different. Drinking the last of his alcohol, he set down his cup and walked over to the man. however, before he could do that, he was stopped by a drunken man, who looked rather ticked.
"h-hey youuu," the man said, pointing his stubby finger towards his direction. "d-d-on't think i forgot about what you did last week, punk." Nova stared back with a blank expression. the man had mistaken him for someone else, again. the drunken man went on "cauuuse i didn't. and now..now i'm gonna make youu pay!" the man pulled out his sword and started to attack him. In reflex, Nova quickly pulled out his pistol and pointed it against his forehead. He glared back at the man, whose friends had pulled out their various weapons and glared back at him. so this is going to be one of those days, huh, nova thought as the tavern went silent.

[Mephistel]

Ruvyk didn't even had the chance to even get his drink, something was already going on. Lifting his eyes to observe the scene, it look like some drunken idiot was making a fuss and it would soon end up in a brawl fight or something. That is, until the ''victim'' took out what seems to be a small pistol. A pretty rare item actually. They were hard to acquire and hard to handle, but oh so deadly.

As silence fell over the place. The little people that were in had either draw weapons, they seemed to be friend of the drunken guy, or moved away, hoping to not get caught in the futur action. Ruvyk tough, hadn't move from his spot.

-Oh please...if you are going to fight...pray, do it once I'm done with my drink mind you...-

He said, as he walk to the counter, ignoring the death glare sent his way as he knock on the counter, asking for a drink. The barman served him something, unsure of what would happen. The man took a sip, looking at these people. the drunk one looked at him.

-MIND YUUUR BISSNESSS YOU FU***-

As he said that, he seemed to have forgotten about the pistol pointed at him and charged at Ruvyk, which swiftly avoided him while taking another sip of his glass. The man ended up upside down in the nearest barrel...filled with fish.

-Oh oh...-

That's when his friends started to fight.

[ilithael]

Nova looked over at the interesting man as he said in a rather bored voice "Oh please...if you are going to fight...pray, do it once I'm done with my drink mind you..." and walked over to the barman and started to order a drink. Nova looked at the man for a few seconds before noticing that the drunk was glaring at the other man, not at him.
"MIND YUUUR BISSNESSS YOU FU***" he shouted at him before charging at him, who sidestepped to the left, causing him to fall into a barrel filled with imported fish. the tavern stayed quiet for a moment afterwards.

and then everything went into chaos

the tavern erupted into a brawl, chairs and the sort picked up and used as weapons. Nova quickly ran over behind the counter in order to keep away from the ongoing fight. however, the drunk man, who had gone beyond pissed, had spotted him and charged towards him, planning to gut him with his sword. In reaction, Nova cocked back the small hammer near the top of the gun, filled it with magical energy, and pulled the trigger, releasing a bolt of fire that exploded upon impact. the man flew towards the wall of the tavern, leaving a small crack on the wood. the man's friends took notice and charged towards him, weapons at the ready. Nova quickly got his katana, getting ready for a rather hard fight.

[Mephistel]

As everything went into chaos, Ruvyk would simply dodge the attackers with ease as he stepped to the side, while holding his drink and taking a sip from time to time. It was a while since he had enjoy something like this. but a brawl was a brawl, even tough they had weapons, and using the furnitures as ones was a bit out of taste.

Once his drink was over, the god put down the glass and this time looked a bit more serious, taking his adversaries by surprise as water poured out of his hands and he unleased it around him like a whip. It cut trough a table, slicing it in two and snapped at two mans, leaving an bleeding mark onto their chest.

-Now then...who is next?-

As two of them fell by his whip of water, the remaining ones looked somewhat unsure. But drunk as they were, they still charged. Ruvyk once again, sent one flying with a swift move from the whip and dodge the other one.

-Not even worth it...-

He sighed.

[ilithael]

Nova quickly dodged a few of their attacks, while cutting down the others with his katana. he watched as the last few men charged at him, still content on putting him down. he dodged their attacks and backed away, finding himself next to the interesting, handsome man, who was holding in his hand a whip made of pure water. he stared at him for a few seconds, looking at his features. He had reddish purple hair and pale skin, which was strange for a man in the desert. His thoughts were interrupted, however, as the drunk man that had started this fight, along with 3 other of his friends, stood across from them, glaring at them. "iiimm gonna killl youuu, basstard, for what you did to me last weeek." he looked over to the pale faced man, and continued "annd yoouuu, imma get youu, you *****!!" him and his lackeys charged at them, holding chairs and bottles. Nova readied his pistol with magic, sighing again.

[Mephistel]

He was soon standing next to the young man, which had been the start of this fight, more or less. He grinned.

-This place is quite noisy...-

As the man told him just how he would get him, Ruvyk started to laugh, loud and clear, filled to brim with mockery.

-I can't believe he just said that! Ha ha ha!!-

Apparently the man found it very amusing as the men charged them up again. He dodge the first one, sending it flying over the counter with a loud crash and swiftly shut down a second one with a slice of his whip. Two or three fingers went flying as the man fell down, a large cut on his forehead.  The two others were charging the other young man.

[ilithael]

He took a quick look at the 2 men that were charging towards him. He fired another fire bolt towards the first one with his pistol, sending him crashing against a nearby table. the next one he swiftly dodged and stabbed in the gut with his katana. He put away his pistol and katana, noticing that the tavern had started to quiet down, the people too tired, beaten, and drunk to do anything. he went back to the bar, tossed the bar man a 10 gold tip, and walked over to the pale man.
After reaching him, he tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention, then gave him a glare and pointed towards him, hoping that he knew that this was all his fault, or at least in his opinion.

[Mephistel]

Ruvyk turned his attention toward the young man, tilting his head on the side. The other didn't speak but his glaring at him meant everything. He was accusing him of what had happened. He raised an eyebrow.

-Ehhh?...Don't look at me like that, I ain't the one who started it...-

He pointed the unconscious drunk man and shrugged. He didn't really care, he paid for the drink he had taken and added a gold ring he took off from one of his fingers, there wasn't one that didn't hold a ring or some sort of jewelry on them. Some fingers even had two or three rings.

-That's for the furniture...-

By that, he meant the table he had sliced in two with his whip. Said whip had disapeared from sight.

-What?....did the cat catch your tongue?-

[ilithael]

Nova rolled his eyes, glaring at him for a second as he did so. By looking at him, he thought that this man was probably one of the more arrogant types. well nevertheless, it was still kinda his fault. he did, in some way or another, insult the drunk man. I had it all under control, and he decided to start complaining, Nova thought, a bit frustrated.

He noticed that the man talked to him, something about not speaking to him. He sighed, figuring that he had not known he was mute. He tapped on his shoulder to get his attention, pointed to his throat, then made a cutting motion with his hand, hoping he understood.

[Mephistel]

Ruvyk wasn't the kind to care much about others, he was mostly curious because he wasn't usually living among humans but had been forced to for some reason. As he looked at the other young man, he tilted his head. So now he wanted to kill him? Oh wait...that didn't seem right...so maybe related to the latest question.

-You can't speak huh...-

He said. He wondered how that happened, but he didn't ask. It was hard to keep a conversation up with someone mute.

[ilithael]

There was a small moment filled with silence and awkwardness. Nova stared at the ground beneath him before giving the man a smile. as arrogant as he seemed, he didnt seem too bad. Nova gestured towards himself, then pointed to his hat, the word NOVA etched onto the front of the wide brim hat. He then put his hand out for a handshake, hoping to maybe get to know him a little better. after all, life in the desert was rather boring, and this man seems rather interesting.

[Mephistel]

Ruvyk follow the movement the young man did with his eyes.

-Nova...?-

He repeated. Well, that was one way to introduce one self.

-That's your name? My name's Ruvyk...traveling merchant, nice to meet you..-

He said, shaking Nova's offered hand.