O'Deaghaidh Family/Part 2 Civil Disorder

                                   == The Journey
                                           Part 2
                                        Civil Disorder ==

Weeks had passed and the two young Celts were getting use to their new realm of Ibladesh. Neither of them had hired men to command. So like true Celts, they spent most of their time in the pubs. The two enjoyed drinking games with the locals. Naal had a game he made quite a bit of money off of. He would bet other nobles 10 gold coins that he could drink 4 pints of stout before they could finish 4 shots of whiskey. Then he would tell them that they couldn’t touch the other man’s glass or they would lose. One very brutish noble accepted his challenge. They both started, Naal began to chug his stout and the Brutish noble started downing his shots. Naal finished his first pint at the same time as the brutish noble finished his 3rd shot. That’s when Naal slammed his empty pint glass over the shot glass that was still full. The Brutish noble looked at Naal.

“I’ll just take me time now!” Naal said with a smart ass smirk on his face.

“Cheating Bastard!” The Brutish noble screams while punching Naal in the face. Naal fall from his bench. The pub went silent and Naal lay on his back.

“Son of a…” Naal jumps up and grabs a stool and swings it at the Brutish noble striking him in the face with it. The Brutish noble falls to the ground unconscious. The pub patrons were astonished at what they had just seen.

The Brutish noble awoke and lifted himself up to the table he was sitting at. His sight was dizzy and blurry. When his sight came back the first thing he saw was four empty pint glasses and a smiling Naal O’Hlomhair.

“Got me ten gold?” Naal asked putting out a flat hand. The Brutish noble reached into his pocket and placed 10 gold coins onto Naal’s hand. “See there, that would have been much less painful if you had just cooperated with me.” Naal smiles and the Brutish noble leaves the pub.

Erin sits next to Naal with a pint for him. “Now Naal, that! Was a great trick!” Erin laughs heavily.

Suddenly a man runs into the pub and screams “The Wife of the Pontifex has run of with the Haruspex Maximus and they are calling for a rebellion against the Pontifix! The City is in Chaos! Rioters fill the streets and soldiers fight each other.” The man runs off to the next building. Erin and Naal walk up to the window and look out to the city. Fires were all over and smoke filled the sky. Neither of the nobles had anything to do with this. “We have to get out of here.” Erin says to Naal.