A Story of Infamy (Closed; Admin and R.Druid)

The woman walked into the Tavern with a rather odd looking woman. That was her companion. Morrigan smiled wide. "Hey bartender! I want to buy drinks on the house!" The people cheered and she put her gold sack on the counter. Her armor and boots made loud clicks as she walked across the floor and her cape flowed. She smiled at the nearest man. "Hello there." The young elf sat down next to the Knightess.

the man, in his late teens or earlier twenties smiled and raised his glass. he was a broad and hulking man,easily 6 and a half feet and built as if he was born lifting weights. he was scarred slightly, and carried a large sword across his back. his name was Jonah. he was a free hand for the area, often acting as a guard for local merchant with his brother, or as a spare hand at the local workshops. however, his nasty habit of vindictive hate was.... off putting to some.
"welcome Lass."

She smiled and ask for a drink. A mighty strong one for any usual woman, she wasn't usual though, her guild was created on rum and beer. She gulped the whole mug down in one swallow. She sat with her arms across the bar. "Thanks mate." She gave him a wink and the elf laughed.

Jonah Grinned back and downed his drink as well, draining his large tankard.
"so lass, who are ye?"

"I am Morrigan, and how about yerself?" She asked and put more money on the bar for more to drink. Her pale blue eyes looked back at him. He was pretty tough looking, she could take him. The Elf just kept looking at the small napkin she had in her hand which had things written on it.

"Me names Jonah." he took a second mug from the barkeep.
"pleasure to meet you Morrigan."

"The pleasure is all mine." She smiled wide and downed her drink. She winked at him and left her bar stool and headed toward a group of women who were dancing. The Elf followed behind her quickly.

As morrigon walked off, Jonah slapped her playfully on the ass.
"thanks for the drinks Lass."

She blushed and turned around to look at him. "Does ye want to start a fight?" She wasn't sure how she should react, she either beat him to a bloody pulp or she slept with them. He seemed nice enough to sleep with but also would make a nice fight.

"hmm perhaps. I'm almost that drunk. I do think there's more pleasurable things we could do this night."
Jonah took a deep swig from the tankard.

She could tell just how drunk he was. She was going to set him in his place. You never touched her without her consent, she thought that would be enough punishment, maybe she could take her payment from him later. "So ye really did want to start a fight, eh?" She lifted her gloved hand and smacked him in the face hard with back of her hand.

the slap was solid and forceful and twisted jonahs head to the side, but he simply looked back and smiled.
"ahh, Alcohol, will it never stop being amazing?"

She sighed, he was too drunk to understand what he was thinking or saying! She was going to sober him up somehow. She slapped him once more seeing what he would do.

Remarkably fast his hand shot up and caught the slap, he looked at morrigan, his eyes remarkably clear.
"Lass, I may be drunk, do not think I be sleeping."

She smiled and her hand pulled away from his hand. She then took his hand in her's and intertwined her fingers with is. "I like you." She said anf winked. He was interesting.

"Nice to know, miss Morrigan"
Jonah flashed a highly suggestive grin towards her.

She smiled. "We should go to your place. I don't live anywhere near here." She was a bit flustered still from the alcohol that she drank.

Smiling, Jonah nodded, and downed the last of his tankard.
"aye, Lets go."
he stood up and lead her to the door.

She smiled and linked her arm in his. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She had just came back and she was going to already fill herself with a large Norwegian man.

Walking, Jonah led her to the old church his father inherited form his dad stepmom.

She lifted an eyebrow. "You live...In a church?" She was a bit surprised but she had to make due with what she had.

"nope, in a manor that use to be a church. we've changed a lot."
Jonah opened the door with a key from his pocket, revealing a large entry and dining hall, where the front half of the meeting room use to be.

"Let's head up to some where we can have fun~" She said and winked.

Grinning, Jonah led her to his room to the back of the church, which had a large comfy looking bed, made of solid maple.

She grinned. "Looks pretty comfy~!" She said and flopped down on the bed.