I start thinking about what we can do for money. Without it, we're not going to be able to get anywhere in this city -- let alone the world around us. "Hmmm." then an idea dawns on me. "Why don't we look for one of those 'you fight this guy, you beat him, you get money'."
"Huh?" Amira finishes her bouncing parade on the bed to address me.
"Just talking out loud."
"You do that a lot." she points out.
"Sorry if I'm bugging you." I look out over the street below from the window in the room for a second time. I'm trying to see if there's anyone with a hat out yelling "FIGHT THIS GET, GET MONEY'. So far there is no luck.
I sigh, "Looks like I'm going to have to go walking around."
"Oh, you're going out again? Can I come?"
I was about to refuse with a 'no', but then I started to think of the consequences. If I leave the bombastic, unpredictable Amira Blackedge here in the hotel room, what would happen?
Absolute chaos which isn't exactly what I want if we're going for a 'trouble-free' stay. "Alright, come on, Amira." I walk toward the door.
Then the green-haired woman sprints up, kicks the door open and takes my hand. "Let's go! Let's go!" she says as she starts her feverish run down the hallway.
"More like 'let go, let go'!"
"A-ah," a nervous smile adorns her face, "Sorry, didn't mean to pull you that hard."
"No big deal." I feel the injured arm to make sure it wasn't torn off.
Yep, it's all good.
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Hydewell Market District
Just like it was when looking down on it from the second floor of the Gale Whickett, people were still swarming around us. Now I can actually hear what people are talking about.
'How's the weather?'
'Warm.'
'How are you… uh.'
'Can you stop asking mundane crap like that? Get a personality.'
Well whoever that person is talking to probably isn't worth the time. The one making the condescending remarks, not the one asking about the weather.
'It's for sale! IT'S FOR SALE! The new Runic Firegun! It makes fire, it makes runes, it makes your LIFE EASIER!'
Guy with a sales pitch. Great.
I'm walking along the road- wait, no, being dragged is the better word for it. Being dragged by Amira as she stares at everything that catches her interest.
"Oh, oh, Lyle, what's this?" she holds up something she wants.
"That would be a watch."
"Ah," she looks at with sparkles in her eyes, "Can I get it?"
"No." I'm saying this an awful lot today.
"Why not?"
This cycle repeats itself for the next ten minutes. At the halfway point I just stopped pulling out my pouch to demonstrate that we have no money.
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Hydewell Entertainment District
Before I knew it, we wandered into another district in the city of Hydewell. This one had even more people fudging around.
"ALRIGHT!" a man shouts. "Step right up! Step right up!"
Yes, this sounds like what I was looking for.
"CAN YOU BEAT THIS FINE SPECIMEN OF A BEASTKIN? CAN YOU? CAN YOU?" Yeah, this is really it.
"Found one." I start walking toward the showboating man.
My arm pulls me back. I nearly lose balance.
"W-whoa." I turn to see Amira with pleading eyes.
"Don't go fight that monster man, you'll get killlled!" tears start forming in her eyes, "Pleaaaase, just have me instead!"
"No." I should start keeping track of how many times she's tried to bed me. This is the second today, isn't it? Third? I suppose the Gods would only know. "I'm going to get us some money. Be back in a bit. You make sure to watch me, alright?"
"Nooooo-"
"Yesssss-" I march my way over to the small, stout man wearing the elongated hat. "YO! I'd like to challenge this monster."
"Ah hah!" the midget shouts in exhilaration! "Seems we have a challenger. Now, just pay the entrance fee-"
"Entrance fee?" I recall him saying 'step right up. There was no fine print to this crap! "You just said 'step right up'. You didn't say ANYTHING about paying!"
"I didn't? I didn't, did I? These things are a business, kid. You either pay or scram."
"Riiiight."
"UNLESS your generous crowd would pay to see you beaten to a pulp!"
When he said that.
Money just started raining from the sky. Bills and coins fell into the 'hat' where he collected it. Well, I think that's more than enough money for me to fight. "Alright, that's enough for me, isn't it?" I just double check.
"More than! More than! Alright now, Geisus, he's ALL YOURS!" says the lard ball.
"RAaaaaooo!" the Beastkin shouts. Now he stalks forward, wearing armor, wielding a sword.
Yeah, this is definitely going to be a treat.
[_] Open with a 'special move'!
[_] Gauge the distance, wait for him to slip up, attack.
[_] Go for the offensive at the start.
[_] Provoke the Beastkin.
[_] Custom