The Ballad of a Drunken Thief (Tristan, Open)

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Tonight was a night like any other for Gyres and his band of murderers pyscopaths. They spent the day plunderering houses and killing those that tried to stop them. After a hard day's work, Gyres and a select few of his men headed to the closest bar and drink themselves unconscious. Gyres was chugging down a bottle of rum while his men conversed amongst themselves, laughing at each other's jokes and eyeing the pretty women. Late into the night the men seemed to be whispering something, Gyres was half way through his third bottle of rum and feeling a little tipsy. The whispering seemed to get more aggressive and quickly cut out into silence before one of the goons spoke directly to Gyres. "Hey uh, boss. Me and the boys were talking and wondering... how do you act so calm when we bump into patrols? I mean I'm definitely not questioning you or anything. We were just curious." The goons looked to each other worringly as Gyres turned to face them. They were relieved when Gyres simply laughed. "Well then. I mean that did sound like you boys were questioning me....but you know what happens if you do that. Well luckily for you three I'm in a good mood and drunk out my wits so I'll *hic* answer your question. You see, I'm not afraid of those guards on the patrols because their just grunts. It's the big guys up top you gotta worry about. You see. These fresh bloods as some call them, believe that their training makes them deadly. Well that's bullshit. Any man can swing a sword, but it takes a professional to actually use it without cutting themselves. Those guards....they all follow the book. They believe all those drills and spars back at the castle is going to save them. I'm alive because I figured out early that wasn't the case and those higher ups did to. I learned that prayers and the sort won't save you, the gods don't care about us. The only one who actually watches is death himself, Zeapon. And I only say one thing to Zeapon. Not today." Gyres raised his rum bottle absolute chugged the rest of it down.
Tristan James

[Tristan James]

Tristan had been with Alex all evening and decided that he needed a break. It's not that he didn't like being around Alex, he just felt that he got wrapped up in him all too quickly and needed to take a step back from it all. Tristan had never been with a man before Alex and he didn't even know if he actually wanted to be with a man at all. Alex was nice and all, but Tristan needed to make sure that this was what he really wanted.

Tristan decided for a drink and walked into the Gallow's Inn. Amongst him were a group of men, drinking and acting fools. One group of men stood out to him, but he decided not to dwell on it too long. Tristan walked up to the bar and ordered a shot of whiskey to get him going. He scoped the room, noticing a pretty girl with long, red hair eyeing him up and down from across the bar. He took his shot of whiskey and slammed it on the bar before walking over to the beautiful stranger.

Tristan walked over and his glance never left hers. He reached in and pulled her chin so that she was looking up at him. "You know, it's very rude to stare." The woman snatched her face away and practically snorted. Tristan stood in shock as the woman laughed at him. "Is something funny to you?"

[Trinity Kane]

Trinity sat at the bar, drinking vodka and tonic, and looking at the man who sat across from her. Could he be her next play toy? She quickly shrugged off the thought as he began to walk over to her. He grabbed her chin and pulled her up to look at him. Trinity pulled her chin away and began to laugh loudly, catching the attention of almost every man in the bar. "Me? Stare at you?!" Trinity then stood up so that she was eye to eye with the stranger. "You know, talking to strangers can get you killed. Walking up to a stranger and grabbing her face and diminishing her by insulting her, well, let's just say would lead to an equally as grim fate. So, how about next time you get the need to act on your urges, just don't." Trinity slammed her stiletto heel of her thigh high boot onto Tristan's foot before flipping her hair over her shoulder and exiting with her head held high.

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Gyres was originally not going to pay any attention to the two making a scene until he heard the woman storm off from the bar, from what he could tell the man likely got the small stick. Gyres turned his head slightly, just to the point where Tristan could see Gyres's blind eye. "Woman made fun of you eh? Yea it happens. I've been with a lot of women in my life and most of them end up like that. I wouldn't worry about it to much though. There are plenty of women out there. Bartender another bottle of you would." The bartender glanced over to Gyres and grabbed a whiskey bottle from the shelf and slid it across the bar. Gyres stopped the bottle and quickly popped it open and drank its contents. "Oh yea that's the stuff I like. Whiskey leaves that good burning in you that just makes you want more."

[Tristan James]

Tristan glanced over at the brute man who spoke at him and arched an eyebrow. "Well, at least she didn't slap me. Can't damage my money maker, am I right?" He laughed, jokingly. Tristan then extended his hand to the man. "Names Tristan. Who are you?" He motioned for the bartender to give him another drink. The barkeep slams the drink in front of him and Tristan takes a huge swig. "So what brings you here? Come to drown in your sorrows?"

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Gyres gave a hardy laugh as the kid joked about the girl. "That's the spirit. Keep on smiling and they won't be able to knock you down. " Gyres turned to face the man fully now, so he could see Gyres's true glory. Gyres took Tristan's hand and gave it a light shake. "Name is Gyres. Gyres Felnoc. Me and my boys were just coming here to celebrate a job well done. Our little mission was 100% successful and I like to reward my men for actually pulling these things off right. I mean we got the money to burn isn't that right boys?" The three men behind Gyres all said "Right boss" in unison but were all busy trying to impress the ladies in the tavern.

[Tristan James]

Tristan's interest peaked. "Mission, huh? What was the mission if I might ask?" He wondered if he could work with these men. Alex wouldn't have to support him and he could get him something nice every once in a while. "I might be looking for work if you're looking for more men?" Tristan was skilled in sneaking and could endure extreme physical activities for up to an hour at a time. He figured that those skills alone might earn him a position in their crew. He sat, relaxed in his chair, waiting for Gyre's answer.

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Gyres smiled when Tristain asked what him and his men did. Well.....I would say we take property people don't deserve but that is wrong. We are the black daggers, we lie, we cheat, we steal, we kill, we do just about anything. Well anything but rape. That is just ungentlemanly." Gyres laughed as he used the term "gentlemanly" as a possible way to describe him and his men. That was absolute bullshit and he knew it. Gyres got more serious when Tristain said that he was looking for some work. "Hm? Think your cut out for the black daggers hm? Well you don't look like you'd be dragging me down....and certainly not cannon fodder. What are you good at kid?"

[Tristan James]

What was Tristan good at? Pft. Stamina and stealth were the main ingredients for a thief, but was he prepared to kill? That he didn't know. Tristan had never killed anyone in his life and he didn't know if he ever would be able to unless he was defending himself. "Well, I am light on my feet and my perseverance is pretty strong if I say so myself. Does that sound like anything you'd be looking for? If not, I understand." If Tristan were being honest with himself, he would say that he hoped that Gyres turned him down. But Tristan needed money and needed to be able to support himself so that Alex wasn't taking care of him all the time.