One of the thugs attacked the soldier, he easiely dispached him.
So he can fight well, even if hes drunk
A few moments and words later all the thugs attacked. The soldier lost consciousness right after yelling for me to help. It was weird, because the thugs werent even near him yet before he fell.
I jumped in. "Hold!! If you want to fight, then do it fair and scare losers!"
I better not have said that, because they turned on me. But atleast they left the soldier alone.
"Lets take this outside, shall we?" I ran outside whith the gang at my back.
I stopped and pulled out my sword. They stopped charging, somthing must have scared them to hell. They run off like chickens.
Few, i wasnt into a fight anyway.
I reentered the inn and checked out the soldier.
Why did he pass out? Was he to drunk? That didnt seem the case as he repelled the thug very well. I looked close and noticed blood on the floor.
A bit later i saw the big wound on his back. How did he get that?? The thugs never got there?? I tried to help him, but we needed a real healer.
"Barman, is there a healer in town??"
