[COS] City of Shadows

[Mr.Self Destruct]

(So for the layout of the place, I think the Ragged Flagon, the fight club, the Skooma Den and the rest of the ratway are all connected by tunnels. The Fight Club is just a circular room, with a ring in the middle, some lower levels have a ready room for the fighters.)

Caleb has a wide grin upon his face, clenched in his hand is a bag of septims. 100 to be exact. He sits down on a pile of sandbags, his back to the fight going on. He begins counting them, and smiles once he reaches the triple digits. He pockets the bag and makes his way down one of the tunnels, to a place called the Ragged Flagon. He'd heard rumors about it, and was surprised to find a real live bar hidden in the ratway. He got some scowls and mean looks as he took a seat at the bar, but he hardly cared. "Beer, please." He said to the bartender, a finely groomed Nord man.

"You're one of them fighters, eh?" The man asked while preparing his drink. "That I'am." Said Caleb as the bartender slid him a bottle of the sustenance. Caleb handed him a couple of coins before prying off the cap of the bottle and taking a refreshing sip, suddenly he winced in pain and set the bottle down. Reaching into his mouth, he pulled out a bloody tooth.

 

[Garashbur]

With all the commotion in the skooma lab, bottles were thrown, and skooma was spilled. The noise was deafening. They were screaming about how they were robbed and cheated by one of the workers there. The entire building was split into two sides. They both argued relentlessly. Garashbur tried getting himself out of the cage, but had no luck removing the chains from his neck. The troll heard something that frightened him. Three words, the last thing he wanted to hear. "Get the troll." Said a large khajiit, with a strong Elswyrian accent. They unlocked his cage and bound Garashbur's hands. They forced him to kneel before them. All of the workers crouded around him, in a tight circle. "You were here last night, troll. Who took the money?" Asked the cat. Garashbur did not know, for he had been sleeping, the night before. The troll did not speak. "Why won't you speak? Cat got your tongue?" He said, as he forced the troll's jaws open and held a knife to the trolls tongue. The troll jerked his head away, forcing the knife out of his mouth. "Speak now, or you will never speak again." He said. Garashbur was contemplating telling them lies, to save himself. He decided staying quiet would be best. If they caught him lying, they would certainly kill him. The cat approached another time. Garashbur opened his mouth, as if inviting the khajiit's hand inside. The cat grabbed his tongue, but before he could cut, Garashbur bit down, tearing the furry hand from it's owner. The cat stared at his handless wrist, as if in shock. He fell back, and didn't get back up. The cats grabbed the whips they used for their horses, and whipped Garashbur repeatedly. They were to lash him until he spoke... or died. "ROOOOOAAAAAAAAAR!" The troll let out the most ferocious roar the khajiits had ever heard. It would be heard through the entire ratway, no doubt. The khajiits stopped for a moment, but continued. Garashbur would not last much longer. He was losing too much blood.

 

[Mini Mongo]

William stopped for a second hearing the roar off the troll coming from the Skooma den, the entire crowd stopped cheering and just looked around, as if they expected a troll to be charging at them, William wondered what happened they put his mind back into the fight, he watched the woman carefully, wondering where she would strike, William egged her on, going for hits then taking his hand away, he would not take the first hit, for he had a plan ''Come on then, what'cha waiting for!''

 

[AtomicDonut]

"ROOOOOAAAAAAAAAAR!" Zas jerked himself off the barstool, something was obviously wrong. "It came from the Skooma Den!" The bartender said. Zas ran out of the fight club and down the tunnel leading to the Skooma Factory. It was dark, but luckily his Khajiit background gave him Night Eye. He reached the end of the dark tunnel and came upon a door. The wooden door leading into the room wouldn't budge, so Zas backed up and ran at it. He leaped at the door, hitting it with all his weight and busting through the iron chains and wooden planks that held the door in place. Two khajiits were whipping a large troll, but he looked friendly. One Khajiit looked at Zas and was about to whip him, when Zas body slammed his kin and slit his throat with his claws. Blood oozed out all over the floor. Zas got up and stabbed the other Khajiit in the jugular with his dagger. "Are you alright, troll?" Zas asked him, hoping the troll wouldn't kill him for saving his life.

 

[blue 468]

Aenar walked into the Ragged Flagon and sat down at the bar, he ordered some mead taking his time while talking to the bartender about the fight club then walked over to the Imperial."Whats your name" he asked while taking a drink.

Aenar was very curious about this man and wanted to know whatever he could about him.

 

[Melee]

The metallic taste of blood filled Veloca's mouth as she felt her neck snap back after the punch. She fell to the ground, lights flashing in her eyes as her vision swam and she felt the thud of the man landing next to her. She stood, legs shaking beneath her as she wiped blood from her chin. As she was taking a breath in, Veloca felt her legs get pulled from under her as the man latched on to them and pulled her down. He staggered drunkenly, slurring a yell about how it was her turn.

By now, Veloca was getting angry. How she had allowed the man to get to her when she was twice his speed when he was sober was beyond her. Her brilliant blue eyes flashed, and she sped toward him. As he reached forward for her, she slid on the ground between his open legs, pulling his arms with her. He fell on his back, tangled in his own limbs as he struggled to right himself. The sounds of the troll hardly registered with Veloca as she felt the Adrenaline Rush coursing through her veins. She took a running start and jumped on the man's chest, thoroughly knocking the wind out of him and causing him to fall back to the ground, breathing heavily.

Although she wished she could use her knives, she knew there was no way to do that. Instead, she nimbly ran around in a circle, watching him and waiting for his next move.

 

[Garashbur]

At the sight of another person, Garashbur slashed his claws at his savior's face. Garashbur pushed him away, and pinned him to the ground. "Who you! Garashbur kill!" He screamed in his face. Garashbur was scared and wanted to eradicate the evil from the underground portion of Riften.

 

[AtomicDonut]

Zas was pinned down by the troll, "Stop, I am friendly!" Zas yelled, knowing if that didn't come out sooner the troll would have painted the ground with his brains. "I saved you!" He managed to speak between the troll's grip. Zas squirmed under the troll, his armor was heavy and his breath smelled of dead rats. "Help!" Zas tried to yell into the hall.

 

[R'alle]

R'alle was scared of the roar. He knew it was the troll finally freeing himself. He seen the troll many times. The troll was with Zas. It seemed Zas was talking to him. R'alle focused back on the fight. The woman was a lot faster than the man. But the man was stronger. The woman jumped on the man's chest and made him fall."Woah!!" said R'alle clapping. He was amazed at her agility. The mans was surely in a fight with a skilled combatant.

 

[R'alle]

R'alle heard something faint from the troll's direction. He looked and no longer saw
Zas. R'alle quickly stood up and ran towards the troll. He looked for Zas, and found him under the troll. " Let him go !!" yelled R'alle backing away now realizing he's in danger.

 

[Garashbur]

Realizing that the man had no intentions of harming him, the troll loosened his grip, but still kept a grip on him. He saw that the man was starting to yell for help, so Garashbur put a meaty hand on the man's mouth. "SHHHH! There more of them!" Whispered the troll, not wanting to be caught by the other skooma workers. "You fighter?" Garashbur asked, knowing perfectly well of everything that happened in the sewers.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Willian was hit hard, he choked and caughed up some blood but that would not cause him to stop, instead he went on an all out assault on the woman, he ran and jumped onto her, he started to punch her in the face face, right, left, uppercut, he tried to be unpredictable but even his mind was finding it hard to process all the punches he through in, as he punch her he spat blood onto her face then headbutted her and stood back up.
He then started throwing in kicks to the woman legs hoping this would get rid of her mobility

 

[Garashbur]

The young khajiit was punching Garashbur "Let him go!" He screamed. Garashbur stood. "You work leader of 'dis lab." Garashbur let out a laugh, and pointed to the man on the floor, with one hand. "He try hurt Garashbur. Garashbur take his hand." said the troll, still trying to get the fur out of his mouth.

 

[R'alle]

R'alle was surprised the troll can talk. he backed away. " Let Zas up!!" He grabbed the troll's arm pulling up as hard as he could." I work for anyone who has money you troll!" said R'alle thinking about what happened at the skooma den.

OOC GTG be on later around 8

 

[Mini Mongo]

OOC:Okay R'alle speak to you tommorow, what should i do about your character on The strikers crusade

 

[Melee]

The man lunged at her, attempting to land punches on her face. A few connected, sending Veloca reeling. She knew she had to get out of his range or else this fight would not end well for her. But she was finding it hard to get her legs to move.

Then, he did something that made her blood boil. Putting a hand to her face, Veloca felt and saw red on her fingertips, mixed in with what looked like saliva. Her eyes flashed angrily, and her mouth curled in a snarl. That sonofabitch spit on me! Her vision almost seemed to go red at the thought, and then some red did bleed into it. A sharp pain on her forehead told her he had slammed his head into hers, and she cursed herself for losing focus. She staggered backward, barely avoiding kicks that he was aiming at her legs. She hopped backward, her hand over her eye. She could feel the scars against the base of her palm, and this only ignited her rage further. No! I will not be beaten by another drunkard!

All of her adrenaline was coursing through her now, as she lunged toward the man, landing a barrage of fists all over his face. She didn't let up her assault until she swept his legs and sent him sprawling on to the ground with a massive THUD. With a final, primal yell, Veloca swung back her leg and brought it forward with all her strength, connecting dead on with the man's groin.

Breathing heavily, she turned around and strode back to the bar, at that point not caring who they considered a winner of the fight. She stood by the sink, placing a wet towel over her bleeding forehead. The vehement look on her face warned everyone to stay away from her for the time being as she cooled down and regained some composure.

 

[Garashbur]

They had sat for a few minutes, discussing each-other's stories. "Where fight club?" Garashbur asked. "Down the corridor, take a left, and it's the first door you see." Said Zas. The troll nodded. He put his arms around his two new friends, taking them back to the club. They opened the large door to the arena. "Whoa whoa. We don't allow trolls." The bouncer said to Zas. Without saying anything, Garashbur pushed him over and walked into the middle of the ring. He pushed his way into the ring. "Garashbur want fight!" The troll yelled, pointing at the leader of the fight club. The man had on fancy clothes, and valuable jewels. The crows laughed, thinking it was a joke. There was no chance, the man could beat the troll. The man laughed. "Okay, but under my own, personal rules." He yelled, drawing a sword. The crowd cheered. Garashbur motioned for the man to enter the arena.

 

[Mini Mongo]

William stood up and saw the troll ''whoa what the fluff!'' he then stood and went to the back off the arena to clear up, he washed off the blood and covered his wounds with bandages ''Dam that was a good fight'' he said to himself.
He then walked back towards a small Khajiit and sat down ''hey can you get me some nord mead please?'' he examined the arena, it was blood covered and had a troll in the middle of it?
Either he was really drunk or this was some hell of a night, the small khajiit handed him a mead and he started to take large gulps, as he looked around he noticed the woman he had been fighting, she was stained with blood as well and was very angry, clearly william spitting on her gave him satisfaction seeing her getting so angry, neither him nor the contender had been proclaimed as winner, William just took it as a draw.
He gulped down his drink and watched over the arena as the troll and a man were about to fight.

 

[Garashbur]

The man barged into the ring. "Bring it, beast!" yelled the man. The crowd cheered even more. Now that the man had a sword, the playing field was level. He swung at the troll, but Garashbur tried a dodge. The sword cut into his leg, and the troll grunted in pain. The man brought his sword back, preparing for another strike. Garashbur charged, and before he could move out of the way or attack, the troll's shoulder-plate bashed the man's face. He flew back, and landed on his sword. The glass blade stuck through the man's leg. He cried out in pain. Garashbur took the sword out, and threw it to the edge of the ring. Garashbur held up a fist, high in the air, and brought it down on the man's head. "This place evil!" He declared. "Men should no fight for money! Men fight for freedom!" The troll yelled. "Garashbur will take all evil out of Riften! Garashbur will stop all evil in the ratway! I know this enjoyable, but those who want justice, follow me!" Garashbur concluded. He had made a plan, while in the cage. Once he got free, he would stop the skooma den first. He would then move to the fight club, and recruit people for his cause. He had much more work to do, and needed much help. He was hoping someone would stand up for him, before the bouncers would come and kill him, for murdering the leader.

 

[Mini Mongo]

Wlliam stood up and ran towards the troll ''I shall fight for you troll, i will fight for freedom!'' members of the crowd started to join the trolls cause and william and others backed away, the hall then turned into a battlefield, men with the troll screaming things such as ''FREEDOM!'' and ''FOR SKYRIM!''
Men started to fight protecting the troll.
William turned ''what is your name troll!?'' William hoped that the troll would understand that william is willing to stand and die for the trolls cause, he awaited a answer but then a drunk charged at him, william dodge the hit and slammed his head on the floor, knocking out the drunken man, this was truly a day that Will would remember for the rest of his life.