“TODAY IS THE DAY! PEOPLE WILL FOAM AT THE MOUTH! BRAINS WILL
EXPLODE, HEARTS WILL BE BROKEN, POCKETS WILL BE FILLED WITH GLEAMING GOLD!” Corfax bellows to the market place
crowds. “COME WITH ME MEN AND WOMEN OF CARAPANTHEA TO WITNESS A SPACTACLE THAT WILL BE REMEMBERED THROUGHOUT THE
AGES! BEAUTY MUST FACE BEAST IN A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!”
Corfax had been carrying on like this since early morning and
although his ethusiams was great his fitness was not. He had a greasy main of curly black hair, oily skin and
lupine facial hair to complement his monobrow. He pause for short bursts just enough time to wet his lips with
his water skin before he carried on his frenzied soliciting.
“REMEMBER FAIR FOLK CORFAX PLAYS FAIR, CORFAX PAYS FAIR!”
Corfax knew he was being eyeballed by a towering hulk, everywhere he
went that day he was aware that Valartis was following. How could anyone not recognise him, a full head and
shoulders taller than everyone else eyes of the coldest blue, blackest hair down to the shoulders and a jaw hewn
from stone. There he was, hardly subtle in his scale mail which in the golden light of the sun glittered
“A PRETTY BOY! A PRETTY BOY!! YES THAT’S WHO WE HAVE FIGHTING TODAY.
BRADONIUS THE FAIR A COWARDLY ADULTERER FROM ACROSS THE SEA. HE IS HERE TO FACE OUR VERY OWN PUGULA!” He eyed
Valartis carefully and then drew a deep breath for the next part of his show “I MUST BE INSANE! YES RAVING MAD!
LOOK AT MY EYES THEY ARE WILD ARE THEY NOT? I WILL GIVE YOU DOUBLE MONEY ON THE COWARD AND HALF YOUR MONEY BACK
ON PUGULA!” Valartis eyeballed Corfax. “BY HALF YOUR MONEY BACK I MEAN YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR MONEY BACK PLUS
HALF AGAIN LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! REMEMBER CORFAX PLAYS FAIR CORFAX PAYS FAIR!”
A crowd began to gather around Corfax. Valartis was unmoved, if these
people were willing to lose their money so be it, as long as it is done fairly. Up to now everything seemed fine
and above board.
Modan made his way through the crowded streets. He felt exposed, he
didn’t dress like these people and he didn’t look like these people. People would stare at him only when they
knew he wasn’t looking at them. Head and shoulders taller than those in the crowd with smooth dark skin and
noble features, eyes as black as coals betrayed an inner fire and confidence not seen in ordinary
The first thing he spotted once he was in the town centre was the
armoured hulk. This was clearly a man who could fight and stood as an authority figure. A good sign when a man
comes to gamble. The next thing Modan did was follow the warriors gaze.
“Come people that’s right Corfax is here for you, Corfax looks after
his people his friends!” Corfax continued his sales pitch even as he took the people’s money and logged the
figures furiously in his books. “Yes yes that’s......” A shadow fell over Corfax he knew the giant was behind
him and turned to face him “Dear soldier.... Oh I am sorry I thought you were someone else! COME MY BIG FRIEND
YOU ARE CLEARLY AS WISE AS YOU ARE TALL! WHO DO YOU CHOOSE TO PLACE YOUR BETS ON!”
“Pugula. Here is my money.” Modans rich deep voice resonated in his
chest and for a moment the people fell silent.
“PUGULA!!! EVEN THIS STRANGER KNOWS THAT OUR HERO CANNOT BE DEFEATED
BY A MERE COWARD FROM OVER SEAS!” The bellowing and gambling continued.
Valartis noted that Falmers worker had handed over a bag of coins and
smiled to himself, looks like that old dog still loves a flutter every now and then. The old man never was any
good with money but maybe his luck will change, the fates after all can be fickle.