The Great Neutral City

"Almost there" said Sword as he used his weapon to cover himself from the rain.

"Sounds good then, hey does this city seem kinda idk, unusual to you?' Korrin pondered.

"The rain could stop in a few hours, or in a few days, who's to say really." Deshar replied to Korrins question. "And as for the city I have noticed some strange things. The people here seem to be afraid of something, although with the Neutral Alliance and The Masters Guild stationed here, I'm wondering what they could fear. I have a hunch that it's the Neutral Alliance itself that they fear...As if the city is ruled through that fear. The only people I've seen with no fear in their eyes are you two and a bunch of out of town thugs calling themselves a guild...And the thugs were dealt with by The Neutral Alliance with ease."

Well it would make sense, I mean when I went inside to check them out I was getting some strange looks." Korrin mentioned." Perhaps we must dig deeper into the story of this city to actually find out what is going on."

"We should just let it go. We're outsiders and besides, we're no where near on the level to take out an organisation as strong as that." He stepped up to the tavern, seemingly cheerful despite the conversation. "Hey Little Blue, Next tornament I'm gonna be the victor."

Sword laughed "We'll see about that"
The group of three entered the tavern. For some reason there wasn't as many people as before, which although it was more of a relief for Sword, he still found it strange.

Deshar thought nothing of it, heading straight up to the bar and ordering drinks. It was natural for bar to have different numbers of customers on different days.

Sword sat down on an empty table. Deshar and korrin sat next to him.

"One beer for me please, what are you guys gonna have?"

"Just get three beers."

"You heard the man, 3 beers on the spot.

As soon as the beer was placed infront of him Deshar started to drink from it.

Hoshi was heading to the guild when he was soon caught under the devastating rainfall.
He had then noticed a bar was around and decided to run over and get out of the rain.

Someone new had entered the tavern, Deshar glanced over a moment but then went back to his drink.

"Woah, I shouldn't drink, I have a very low limit. I will just have a milk" Korrin answered.

"You don't drink?" Deshar said in between drinking. "That's kinda boring you know."

((I add all my stats to strength.))

"Yea, well one glass and i'm gone." Korrin joked."Strange fellow just walked in."

Dasher laughed. "Strange fellows sitting around this table." He said refering that they weren't exactly normal.

Sword took a sip of his drink, then laughed. "Well look at the bright side, no one will bother us."

Korrin asked."So has anyone seen where the guild has been training at? I'm sure they won't mind if another fighter visited."

'I doubt they'll let anyone in if your not a member"

"Guild training?" Deshar asked. not sure what Korrin was talking about.

Sword scratches the back of his ear and asks:
"So any good stories lately?"

Hoshi had walked in and told the bar tender to hand him a glass of cold water. He drank it down and wondered if he had needed to pay. The tender saw that he had rough time out there in the rain and told him that the glass was on him. He had told him of a mystical forest on the outskirts of town where many travelers would find themselves lost.

"I know a fellow who walked in here gasping and bursting in tears; he was on an expedition when he lost his crewmates to the 'Cursed' one. " Hoshi was fascinated by this story. He knew of the trials ahead if he had stepped foot in that forest but the reward of training there would be promising, and quite frankly, he wanted to polish up on his swordsmanship skills.

Hoshi had thanked the man for the glass and stepped outside. He ran over to the market place to see what type of materials he would need for this quest.

There was the problem of knowing that this 'Cursed' one has more strength than any average warrior around and Hoshi was definitely not going to fight him on his own considering at his level.

Deshar had a little habit of listening in on others conversations, and the one between Hoshi and the bartender was too tempting to resist. As such he didn't hear Swords question. Cursed was not a word usually thrown around but Deshar had heard the rumors of The Cursed One wandering the Mystical Forest but had not put much faith in them.